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Details | Couplet | |

To All Of You

There are times we are left to cope
With situations that drain our hope

Leaving us full of despair
At how some people just don't care

About the evil that they do
To good people like all of you

We are left to somehow face
That in mankind there is disgrace

And those of us left alive
Must find away to survive

As you pick up the pieces of your life
Without your mother, father, husband or wife

And some of you God forbid
Without the love of your kids

We must band together with a brotherhood
Show that in this world there is some good

Because we are together in this deal
We try to help each other heal

We seek in each other good advice
And offer each other sacrifice

We hold each other in prayer and song
As we continue to re-build the wrong

Because what else in the world can we do
Except let the light of good shine through

The evil darkness and despair
Of a catastrophic lack of care

We want you to know you are not alone
Think of America as a giant cone

And all of us are funneling through
Our prayers and hopes to all of you


Posted for Nathan's 9-11 contest


Details | Narrative | |

Sins and Virtues Chapter Two

Turning her back to the wedding guests Lust throws a bouquet of Poison Ivy and Venus Flytraps 
over 
her head.  Stepping in front of Sloth, Envy snatches the the bouquet out of the air.  "Nice catch Envy" 
said Sloth with slow slurred speech.  "Thank you Sloth and I do believe green is more my color".  
Turning around to see who caught the bouquet Lust wasn't a bit surprise to see Envy holding the 
Poison Ivy and Venus Flytraps.  "Well Envy I guess you're next to be wedded off" stated Lust.  Pride 
motions for Hatred to release the owls.  Unlocking the huge cage Hatred releases the owls.  Slow to 
take flight the great owls flap their wings and ascends into the darkness.  "Let's get this party 
started.  Turn on the music" yelled Greed.  As the sins partied the night away the sun came rising in 
the country Tranquility.  "Are you ready to spend all eternity together?"  Loyalty asked Love as they 
stood on their balcony.  "My dear, dear, husband soon to be you already know the answer to the 
question you ask".  As Loyalty and Love stand locked in a warming embrace being kissed by the 
rays of the sun the two share a kiss of their own.  Beep, beep, beep "Well this is a perfect time for my 
communicator to beep" breaking her embrace with Loyalty, Love answers her communicator.  
"Hello Faith how are you?"  "I'm fine Love and how are you?"  "I'm ready to start this new era in my 
life".  "I'm looking over your wedding file.  Are there any last minute changes you want to make?"  
"No Faith everything's perfect".  "I'm outside of your house waiting on you Love.  Let's get going".  
"I'll be right down.  I have to go Loyalty".  Grabbing Love by the waist and pulling her close Loyalty 
whispers in her ear "Are you sure this is what you want?"  "I've wanted you when I first saw you.  
Now if you'll excuse me Faith is waiting for me". 
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Brown Philosopher


Details | Couplet | |

Created By Choices

Something evil this way comes
Sure as the rising of the Son

A single heart left to bleed
A lost soul with a dying need

When love proves it doesn’t care
In creeps darkness and despair

Angry voices from deep with-in
Scream I’m a fool once again

I now make my soul like a cave
It’s the darkness that I now crave

Around my heart I shall build a moat
With blood sacrifices unto the goat

Deep in darkness as a soul can be
Father of darkness come feed on me

She destroyed the love in my soul
I do pray that hate fills up the hole

Troubled souls with hallow voices
In this life we all make choices

My choices have left me degraded
I now hate the person I created

Into darkness away from the Son
Something evil this way comes


Yea, I posted this for Deborah's contest.
Believe it or not this is who i used to
be. Poetry is a truly amazing tool when
it comes to change, it transformed this
into the man I am. All I can say about
that, "Praise be the Power of God".


Details | Free verse | |

Eve

Does the past really matter?
 Does it set you free? 
I’m absorbed in the sin,
That is surrounding him and me. 

Lost in the curiosity,
Cold to the touch. 
Drenched in the poison,
With my dignity in his clutch.

Feeling like I was cheated;
I chose the evil instead of light.
I traded in the sunshine,
For what lurks in the night. 

I disobeyed his orders,
I gave up security to be unsure.
I went against the warnings,
Gave into darkness instead of remaining pure.

Once my bed was made of soft grass,
But now it is made of stone.
Was plump from all of the luscious fruit,
Now I’m starving to the bone. 

My curse is one of circumstance.
The punishment a crime,
I’m stuck inside this dampened cave,
For the rest of time. 
My world came crashing down,
The grief has not subsided.
My heart broke completely,
When my sons collided. 

My misery a token,
From the abandonment I earned.
Upon the time spent in sorrow,
There was a lesson to be learned.

Have I found the moral?
Only in time we shall see,
For all I did was eat an apple-
From the Knowledge tree. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Rescued From Death's Bed

Rescued From Death's Bed


The angel touched her heart then
turned her away from mortal men
Setting her course to sleep alone
in a cavern where no light shown

Yet she travelled in nightly dreams
to shining lands with epic streams
Upon which hardy men sailed away
making fortunes wherever they may

Lonely travellers so far from home
missing love as they set to roam
Dreams of beautiful vixens at night
saw her appear glowing in her light

First she could see but not speak
a silent image their heart did seek
As the sad years flew swiftly by
her words appeared telling men why

Her punishment was for her misdeed
an unfaithful lover she cut to bleed
Watch him bleed life into the dust
never again was she to ever trust

Avenging angel sent to punish then
keep her away from all mortal men
For her beauty could sway any heart
to find her a map drawn on a chart

Hundreds tried but nobody did win
free her from the cavern of her sin
As her broken heart started to fall
she heard a brave sea captain call

Map he had memorized just to find
the image that appeared in his mind
Into the dark lost lake he did sail
his love swore that he'd never fail

Moon was full bright when he arrived
to elude her guards he had contrived
Plan to lure her terrible guards away
rescue her before the break of day

Her guards were two dragons fierce
with scales no weapon could pierce
Captain would flash powder to blind
their eyes as in he went in to find

All went just as was his bold plan
out the cavern he and his love ran
Soon two lovers were aboard his ship
dragon guards they managed to slip

Sun rose, she saw a dead lover's face 
back to death his soul had to race
For the captain was her victim bled
freed her from his dark death's bed!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-17-2014


Details | Rhyme | |

A Palindrome Tale

A Palindrome Tale

I’ve got a tale to tell you of travel, love and lust
The travel, it was joyful, my love life was a bust
I met a girl in Tulsa, next day my diary read
A slut nixes sex in Tulsa; “Dammit, I’m mad” I said
So I went off to Europe to see the Mona Lisa
I thought it was in Italy; but as I pee, sir, I see Pisa!
A Delia saw I was ailed; I’m a fool; aloof am I
When she offered me spaghetti, I said “I prefer pi”
And then I found Naomi – Naomi did I moan?
I did, did I? I can not lie.  I headed back to home
And then I met this Madam; as mad as Adam, she
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live; God saw I was dog tired
Live not on evil they did say; Then my luck expired
Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil I wonder ever
No sir, panic is a basic in a prison where I dwelt
Ned, I am a maiden; not a banana baton had I felt

Mdailey	3/31/12

A slut nixes sex in Tulsa; 
Dammit, I’m mad 
as I pee, sir, I see Pisa!
Delia saw I was ailed 
I’m a fool; aloof am I
I prefer pi
Naomi did I moan?
I did, did I? 
mad as Adam
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live
God saw I was  dog
Live not on evil 
Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil I wonder ever
No sir, panic is a basic in a prison 
Ned, I am a maiden
not a banana baton 





Details | I do not know? | |

the hitchcock thriller

Some love too little, some love too long,
some they answer the riddle but fail to move on
some laugh and  others cry
when truest feelings have been denied
Some do the act with a show of tears,
surrendering everything showing their fears
And some without a sigh;
they just let their pride die
For some men kill the things they love, 
power given from up above
Yet each man does deny.
power from heaven they devise

Some kill love when in their youth,
some kill with abuse
And some when they grow old;
in the end the scam unfolds
Some smother with the hand of greed,
turning away from the hand of need
Because of lust for gold;
the way of love had turned old
The evil use their tongue because,
of vengence to discover
It takes love where it’s cold
and evil thought it mutters

But men who kill the girl they love,
and claim a passion from heaven above
have a story to be heard; 
lets not listen to one word
Some do it with a callous look
with a  wisdom from the good book
Some with a bitter word;
and with some with passion never heard,
The tyrant does it with his fist,
and serial killer with his list
The weak man with a sword.
a genious that was bored


(A collaboration by Elizabeth Wesley and John H Loving III)


Details | Narrative | |

"Evil Twin"

"Spiritual Narrative"

After life began,  appeared “Evil Twin” mind’s obvious sin
‘Evil’  naught of nothing, using the power of love’s “something”
Giving rise to evil self, far to left, image of self
Love created, but mind deviated, it’s love abated

Love’s logic created Soul, but I am so bold, left heart’s gold
Lost in a wilderness mind, became the Soul of evil twin
Lost in it’s philosophies, mind’s logic of complexities
Has philosophically debated, Love that created

Saying, ‘how can this Love be the reality of me
I shall exalt above, this creation of heaven’s Love’
But crucifixion of mind regains Love’s self in time
As the mind is refined, Soul is re-aligned, with Love’s vine

Man’s discoveries, pieces of the recoveries, of true self
As pieces of the mind crucified, must learn to abide
From Love light’s truth  cannot hide, reality has not lied
Being one with reality, God true technicality
 
Evil self is naught, except, in a mind of worldly thoughts
Live of your mind if your will, create life’s bitter pill
Your bitter pill will not spill, into Sacred Heart’s will
This proverb is proverbial,  `Tis non swerve able

Within one’s love, one must abide, for on death’s cross it was tried
Also mind must abide, for on the cross was proven it lied
Death and life was set before, human mind to explore
To show evil twin, death’s sin, just no way for death to win

Make a tree good or make a tree evil, for is by man’s choice
Lie on God if your will,   lie `Tis your own bitter pill’
`Tis by your own choice, by your own voice, `Good or Evil’
Death failed, life’s tree stands still, on yonder hill, alive and well

12-25-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beast Within

Where does my conscious go, when demons raise their fiery eyes, 
They steal my very soul, killing all which is sanctified,
Engulfed by instant fears, no longer hearing loved ones cries, 
The beast within appears, telling me I am justified,

I have already lost, no reprieve from my mortal sin, 
All reason now is blocked, as I become the beast within,
No pity can I feel, as I make my grandiose stand, 
Yes the horror is real, as I destroy all that I can,

Where do my feelings go, when demons raise their snarling lips, 
Bringing an all new low, into my life now torn to bits,
Certain of being right, I flail and thrash as if in fits, 
I threaten and I strike, with great fury the demon spits,

Yet I still stand and shout, my ugly hate and derision, 
Accusing lies said out loud, revolting words - degradation,
Just look at what I’ve done, I scream my blatant confession, 
Ready to blame anyone, for my evil molestation,

Where does my true love go, when demons raise their gruesome head, 
Destroying all I know, without slightest hesitation,
There is no where to hide, hideous deeds - infinite dread, 
Shame crushes senseless pride, nothing left but devastation,

Recoiling in horror, reality enters the room, 
Now begins the torture, judgment of my now mortal soul,
The evil that is me, my conscious has become my tomb, 
I look and all I see, marks my spirit and takes its toll,

Where does salvation go, when demons raise their awful screech, 
Making damnation grow, as dark shadows envelope me,
How can I persevere, and escape from this demon’s reach, 
For he is always near, and may kill eventually,

Cold and chilling insight, I now realize what is at stake, 
And the one path which might, protect the ones I truly love,
But how can I just leave, this world I worked so hard to make, 
And cause even more grief, for family and God above. 

Where does my resolve go, when demons raise their deadly claws,
Tearing at all I know, stealing my conscious care and pride,
I can’t run anymore, all is destroyed everything lost,
Now beaten tired and sore, I’ve lost my path into the light,

Who can I reach out to, when all I love recoil in fear, 
Eyes beseech black and blue, where once was love - now only hate,
Yes I know - I’m the cause, the reason for each falling tear,
And while demons give pause, I must face my terrible fate.


Details | Free verse | |

Consume Me

A smile so achingly perfection 
Only hiding evil buried deep inside 
Emptiness and destruction is all you leave behind 
Your love consumes me, burns me from within 
Leaving only darkness, where there once was light. 

Now I’m just a shell, no not even that 
More a memory of the me that disappeared 
As you caressed me with your deadly touch 
Your love it consumed me, burned me from within 
Hidden scars eternal, a reminder of your deceptive evil 

How is it you still consume me when there’s nothing left to take 
Only a hollow void where there once was life 
Yet you’re an obsession I just can’t let go 
Even as I turn to leave, we know it’s not the end 
Only a matter of time, until I’m back again. 


Details | Classicism | |

Mistakes

Oh what a mistake I have made,
Traveled so far to end up this way.
  Not in a million years would I have guessed,
That this idea was truly not one of my best.
  Never had  known things had changed so much,
We for sure had fallen so far out of touch.
  So many different do's , don't , and bewares,
Actually has left me absolutely  scared.
  What a fool I was to ever believe,
That she would ever be in love with me.
  At my age you would think I know better,
You can trust this will be remembered forever.
  Oh what a terrible mistake I have made,
Wanting all these memories to just fade away.
Tac


Details | Rhyme | |

Put a bullet in my brain

Put a bullet in my brain
as the rain sweeps her out of my arms
and places her into another's.
Put a bullet in my brain
for I don't want to see love slip away
please end my suffering,
for I don't want to dare see her in the arms of another man.

I fear the tear that slips away from my soul
and touches the ground with a splash
as she is washed away by the lashed memories of the rain,
please, someone put a bullet in my brain.

I can't bear to see her with another man
laying in his arms
as he charishes her beauty
just like I did to her.
As she smiles and laughs at his jokes
my heart would not bare the sorrow and pain
that would tare my heart apart into pieces of tainted love.
Please tell the rain to stop,
as the pain grows when rain comes down,
please someone end my suffering,
put a bullet in my brain
and stop the rain
that washes away every memory of her.

Stop saying you miss me
and just kiss me
for I can't take the pain
of the rain that takes you away.
Kiss me and stop saying you miss me
for those are useless words to me.
Love is where it's at, so show me.
Don't go with him, he'll treat you wrong.
Love and laugh with me till the break of dawn
as we yawn the long night away.

Kiss me and don't say you miss me.
For if you go away from me,
I couldn't bare to take a tear and waste it away.
Tears, sweet tears crying for you,
doesn't that mean anything to you?
I ask you, stop the rain,
stop the pain and put that bullet in my brain.

Let the red blood flow from my temples.
Let the plow dig my grave,
for I can't bare to see you with another
in his arms, him kissing you, where I kissed you.
I can't take it, I have to make it,
make that pain go away.
Prayer didn't help, God turned a blind eye
when I came up and said why!
Put that bullet in my dome
and when I lay in the coffin, looking at the roof of the church
you come and kiss me, and then you can really say
that you'll miss me.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

SO blind

   All this time I have always had my doubts,
Not the person led to believe is what I found out.
   To be deceived and lied to for oh so long,
Down deep I knew there was something wrong.
   Head over heels I had fallen in love ,
Always thought you were sent from above.
   How the knife is twisted into my side ,
So much pain I can do nothing but cry.
   These memories of what I thought was real,
I'm confused and I don't how how to feel.
    Is this really possible that I did not know,
Through all this time it never showed.
    Such an evil thing to do to a man ,
Especially the lies which he could not stand.
    How cruel and cold your heart must be ,
To carry on as you did never letting me see.
     Hard to accept all those moments  so dear ,
Realizing they are now my greatest fears .
     What was to be Joy and Happiness,
Replaced by the feelings of a loneliness.
   Never did I imagine this happening to me ,
Thinking that you and I were meant to be .
   It's a very hard thing for a man to accept ,
When he finds out that he's been tricked.
    Was it the money or the control you had ,
Maybe because you are really just that bad.
    Some day soon for this you will have to pay ,
For the sins against me and your evil ways.
    Goodbye to you  who ever you are ,
For in this heart you have left brutally scarred.
Tac.


Details | Lyric | |

I Hate You Cancer

Dedicated to my Dad who lost his short battle w/ Colon Cancer on June 18,2013

I hate you Cancer
Your vile evil and cruel
You don't care who you hurt
I'll never forget that day
I'll always hate you for it

Your heartless Cancer
You took someone important from me
Someone important from others too
Took people who didn't belong to you
I hate you for it

You disgust me Cancer
You had no right to take him from me
He mattered more than my very own life
I hate you for taking my Daddy
I hate you for taking others too

I hate you with a passion Cancer
You took part of my heart with him
You took part of my soul that day too
I hate you for it
I hate you I hate you I hate you

I hate you with every fiber of my being 
Go back to Hell where you belong
I hate you, others hate you
Your not welcome or wanted here Cancer

I hate you more than his doctor's
I hate you more than God
I hope I get to witness that day
Witness the day you fall
And you will fall Cancer

You're gonna lose the battle one day Cancer
I'm gonna laugh and dance around your grave
You'll finally get what you deserve 
And you'll never be able to take another soul


Sabrina Niday Hansel


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Placed 8th in Poet Destroyer A's  2013 "PINKTOBER" Contest

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Details | Free verse | |

Devil's Hidden Ranch

DEVIL'S HIDDEN RANCH

Coyote howl, dogs growl
Gunshots, dead cow
Red barn left unlock
Horse shoe upon death's door
Tequila in a cup
Salt of cocaine, shadows of insanity
Guitar string, sad song
Bandit near the door, wife on the floor
Hallucinating---Reality
Yelling out her name, he's gone insane
Loaded gun, life is done
Far and near ending his intoxicating fear
The road under the sun
A coward in his path
Responding to the Devil's wrath

In a Hidden Ranch in Mexico!!!!!!
       
:)   SKAT


Details | Munaajaat | |

Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't take his place
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual


Details | Prose | |

Letters to my past lovers

Dear J. 
    Tonight I realized the love I had for you 
is gone, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lied to 
you and to myself when I tried to make the 
love I felt seem like more than what it 
was. If I had truly loved you, if I had given 
myself up completely and loved the 
person you really are I would not have lost 
you. I loved the fantasy, the person that 
I imagined. The perfect man who wanted 
ME. But I didn't want you, not truly at 
least. I
wanted the handsome man I imagined. I 
wanted the wise man who knew what life 
was
but I didn't want you. With your pathetic 
life. With your lovely daughter. With your 
past. 
With your twisted desires. I wanted all the 
good parts of you. The way you lost 
yourself in a thought and the way you 
found yourself in words.  I wanted the look 
in your eyes that was only there once. For 
one fleeting moment but was lost just as 
soon as you felt it. I wanted the way your 
fingers grazed certain objects. The way 
that your top lash would sometimes get 
caught onto a bottom one. The way that 
your lip caught on to your tooth before 
you smiled, like even your body was 
resisting the urge to be content. Most of 
all I miss the selfishness that you 
projected, because it allowed me to be 
unapologetically selfish as well. You 
allowed me to feel the strongest most 
unreal things and now that they have been 
lived they can be understood, they can be 
let go back into the world so someone 
else, someone new, can understand them. 
Thank you my H.H. for being my first love. 
My first heartbreak. My first passion and 
sin. My first painful and real thought. My 
first disappointment and muse.  


Details | Sestina | |

Dark Woods C F H

I have this story of the garden of evil I saw.
Darkness called to me, I was drawn inwardly.
Walking, a glimpse of beauty came into view.
She intrigued me as to why she was inside.
When I stepped in front of her she smiled.
Not an ordinary smile, one of pure wickedness.

She spoke to me calmly at first, as my eyes did view.
Transformation began as her beauty faded inwardly.
I swear to you that I felt like darkness had smiled.
Her shape changed and now a devil my eyes saw.
Beckoning me she said come with me inside.
My soul captured my mind knew now wickedness.

She told me that I was hers now as the demon smiled.
That I had to take my place beside her in wickedness,
Which the garden of evil was now placed inside.
That the evil call had embedded my heart inwardly.
As she took me aside to a mirror where I could view,
What happened to me, undeniable is what I saw.



I was changing outwardly, as well as inwardly.
My eyes were blood red and horns came into view.
I had become her male counterpart, we both smiled.
Within a couple of moments, I was lost in wickedness.
Then out of darkness other creatures came from inside.
More and more demonic creatures are what I saw.

She said, Meet our armies that mankind cast inside.
That she had waited for me, again her lips smiled.
Upon wave of her hand a mist came into view.
It was me in previous form, yes, you were evil inwardly.
Your whole mortal life you felt you had no wickedness.
Suddenly I knew she was right, this was a prediction I saw.

My destiny was sealed; garden of evil will keep me inside.
A consort I will be to her evil heart, fulfilling wickedness.
Thinking back in my dreams I could have changed what I saw.
Though forever and beyond, darkness grows inwardly.
As we held each other, a vision cast came into view.
We looked deep into each other’s eyes and we smiled.

What we both saw, within her womb something was inside.
We knew we shared wickedness, as the birth came into view.
Love, lust held inwardly, looking on, our baby demon just smiled.

Note. This was part of a dream I had and I feel it was a release to write this to help me fight my personal demons that have always plagued my mind and dreams, maybe I watched to many horror movies when I was younger, I have seen almost all of them more than once


Details | Sonnet | |

Angel Dust

The creatures that could fly, flew out this night They brought forth their powers, with them their might The black dragon is largest on the list They are the strongest, waving their clawed fist Next would have to be the fairies so trim Wielding dark talents purely on a whim The dark gargoyles fly around with great ease Spreading the fear of death and dire disease As sure as you think the darkness would win An angel flies high, way up in heaven She saves the Earth from all evil around Drops down some angel dust right to the ground And quick as a flash evil leaves this place Angels left to sing the beauty of grace
Russell Sivey Entrant into Gail Doyle's "Angel Dust" contest 10/9/2012


Details | Romanticism | |

Can you feel me

Feel me standing there
on the draw bridge
that stands stubburn and erect
over the rushing waters blown by the wind
back and forth.
I listened to the crows
posted on gargoils designed
of eightenth century Gothic architecture
singing their death songs,
when the sun is setting in the far.

The voices of women passing
startle me with a feeling of sorrow
I can't breathe, I am dying.
Feel me, can you feel me rot away?
Slowly but surely rot away
as time passes with ease,
and taxi cabs take smiling, intoxicated faces
to wayward cafes, oh how they screech to a halting stop
and wave to me to get in.

"No thank you, I'd rather walk." I say to the smiling faces
highly intoxicated with the thought of the birds and the bees
rattling around in their empty minds.
Then they drive off, into the city lights and turn a darkened corner.
I look at the rushing water
and feel myself rot away
slowly but surely rot away.

Can you feel me?
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Feel my heart thump with slow paces
that manage to keep up with fast melodies.
Of songs that play in your mind
only the ones that make you sigh
and think those one days in Spring time
as you walked over the draw bridge
and paid no mind to the water underneth.
I hear no more talk of you and me, I hear no more talk
of the good old times we all shared.
Time has passed, as I take my last breathe
and hold my chest and shead a tear.
Feel me, can you?
If you can, put your hand to my weak heart 
and feel it thump away with every second wasted
on useless items.
Now, see me a man of one time greatness
reflect his life with a reflection in the water below.
How I sigh and cry and breath heavely,
as I feel myself rot away.

The voices of woman pass me by.
Tomorrow is a new day,
for the smiling faces in taxi cabs will go home
and soak their raging hangovers with cool, wet rags.
As I still stand on the draw bridge singing with the crows,
feeling myself rot away.

Can you feel me without you, rotting away?
I surely can feel myself rot.
Such a heavy word, "rot"
So vulgare, yet a great description of me,
without you.

I pull out a shawl you once wore and I kiss it.
As the wind gusts and the sun rises and my shadow
comes to meet me, the wind shall take my last memory
of you away.
And I shall weep no more.
Then what will I do? Shall I walk the streets
and think of you.
Yes you, still rambling all throughout my head
like a lose screw.
Can you feel me? Feel me rot away
feel me think about you, and all your works.
Can you feel me?


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A Time to Reflect

There was a time a while ago when animals mattered.
Treated as species that aided men and there well being, they were special as they were gathered.
Now humans have brought many to the brink of existence.
Progress by man has intruded on their habitat and threatens their sustenance.

Tress is necessary as well as plants for our very air.
Yet, in the jungle and forests we have chopped them down we just don’t care.
Man has a way of ruining the planet for money and greed.
Forcing the breeds of animals and plants to extinction caring not about their needs.

Progress man building more cities overpopulating the earth.
Spawning more children overstretching our natural resources what is it really worth?
Our children have a bleak world to look forwards to in their future.
Why do we not think of them? We should love them and think in love and nurture.

Money is said to be the root of all evil.
The evil one knows this that’s why he is called the devil.
An un-godly spirit malicious in his evil intent.
His fallen angels his legions are now in total content.

His spirit is powerful and corrupting man is his way.
Knowing his time is short he escalates evil every day.
Lining the pockets putting corrupt officials in Washington.
His smoke and mirrors with his evil partners are ruining this nation.

We have turned from our Fathers edicts, laws and morals.
Soon we’ll pay the price along with the evil one, repenting we won’t so it’s very improbable.
Our nation has one slim chance we must return to God and re-take our Christian values.
To do otherwise animals, plants, even humans have no chance it’s a moral issue and to animals, trees, and plants it’s very cruel.


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Political Correctness Brings Spiritual Weakness

Political Correctness Brings Weakness!

In our country’s pursuit of “political correctness…”
We’re not in a position of strength…  But weakness!
It’s like you can’t hardly say anything anymore…
And you find yourself outside the courtroom’s door!
We may think we’re strong…   But we’re weakened!
You may ask; “how could all of this happen???”

We’ve attempted to replace God with a “new morality.”
This has brought a new generation of “moral depravity.”
We bend our laws to what is called; “constitutional.”
And forget about what is truth!  And what is biblical!
Even the ten commandments are often ridiculed and scorned.
As a great rise of ungodly living has been formed!
A tide of sexual perversion is what has taken place!
Bringing into my homes, much heartache and disgrace!

God’s truth is often “thrown out,” and avoided!
While a “new kind of living” has often been decided!
We need YOU Jesus!  Now!  More than ever before!
Our sins, on the old rugged cross, is what he bore!
Jesus is the answer to our problems!  He is the solution!
His blood can take away all of the sinful pollution!
Please dear lord, touch and convict us with your power!
Please heal this nation!  We need YOU this hour!

By Jim Pemberton   09/30/13





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A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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Overcoming Evil with Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

"Do not be overcome by evil, 
 but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
 is often misunderstood.

Many tend to "get back" at someone 
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.

You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
 need to understand.

Remember  the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any 
"revengeful attitudes."

You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy... 
being gentle and kind.

Rise above whatever evil 
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with 
God's goodness... today!

Allow the cross of Christ to be
 lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
 bitterness and strife.

A compassionate and loving person 
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!

An overcomer of evil is often
 difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21


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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay



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Regret

Regret

Regrets I have so many
But one that drags me down
Every time I think about it
My face takes on a frown.

It was the day I left my wife
Though why I do not know
All I know with certainty
Is that I hurt that lady so

I never will forgive myself
The remorse is hard to bear
And everywhere I try to go
The furies, they are there.

I know until my dying day
I never will forget
The day I left my wife behind
It fills me with regret.

8 August 2013 @ 1720hrs.




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Charity: Leavening of Fool's Gold

 ~~Does my twenty five thousands worthless paper bills,
 ~~~express twenty five thousand ways of charity,
 ~~~~doth my eye have evil’s way of lustful thrills,
 ~~~~~or an evil way that makes for  vulgarity…

~~~~~My gift of twenty five thousand I now hold in hand,
~~~~halted between two opinions in evil concepts of mind,
~~~now will my heart of gold aptly unfold to the poor man,
~~or shall serpent reveal illusion's affine…(relative)

 ~~I contemplate, my soul the heart’s mate begins relate,
 ~~~serpent mind perplexed as moral of core love vortex,
~~~~releases love’s potion, mercy of will, love’s first mate.
~~~~~Heaven smiles rich uncle’s approval not abate…

~~~~~Uncle’s mission at St Peter’s request, reinvest, 
~~~~worthless paper bills, through pure heart his soul reborn.
~~~Uncle’s choice, successful rejoice in nephew invests,
~~his soul is thus reborn, by works of nephew not scorn…

~~So rich man worldly sell that you have, give to the poor.
~~~Tis the moral of this story, you shan’t have glory,
~~~~worthless paper bills you must convert to heaven’s store,
~~~~~worthless paper turns to vapor, moral of story…

~~~~~Love, the truth verily, paper of the earth worldly.
~~~~Love is power, truth it’s kingdom, infinite Forth Knox,  
~~~exchange your paper for heaven‘s true gold, verily,    
 ~~Spirit’s stock exchange sets free soul out of the mind’s box... 

~~Gift of worldly mother load, I exchanged and bestow,
~~~uncle’s request, converted to love best, gives me chills,
~~~~twenty five thousand bills, the cause of a soul to grow,
~~~~~I bequeath to all needy humans I meet of world’s ills!!! 

For contest: I helped the Needy
For and in honor Carol Brown


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Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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Thoughts of You

Random thoughts of you run
randomly throughout my mind,
as I hold, looking through a simple picture of you and I,
smiles and holding each other,
embracing warmth brings me to sanity,
watching your hand on my forearm,
as you gaze into my eyes.
Oh the tears flood such emotion,
only you and I now in such madness we call love,
such madness we all call life,
such madness we all call reality.

Thoughts of me without you,
I cannot bear to see such a sight in mind,
to hear such words that tear my heart out
and sadness stabs me rapidly in the back,
and I can't bear to see such a sight as this.
Thoughts of you
running randomly throughout my mind,
my hair turns silver and white with stress
of not being with you,
and my liver covered with cancer,
and lungs black with smoke,
and stomach embraced with ulcers.

All I ask for you,
is not to be a thought anymore,
and come back to me in flesh and bone
in a portrait painting of you in reality
come to me with your beauty and glory
and kind heart and hold me again,
and let me kiss you again and love you again,
and call you mine again.
Don't say it is impossible,
when you know and I know,
that it is in fact possible
to love each other once again.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

And you call yourself a mother

Each and every day that goes by I can help but wonder why for  all times you have made me cry But I still hold my head up high because I have always been better off without you in my life unable to understand why you love bitterness and strife as you plot and plan to destroy  everyone who won’t convert to being your toy, and listen to your bull*****till their annoyed while you go on an talking about work and you think so and so is a jerk, while you expect everyone to agree that you are right, bad mouthing two of your daughters day and night Saying oh I love each of my daughters but we know that isn’t right
You are nothing but a two timing ***** walking around like you have something up your ass thinking that you can make everyone twitch like they afraid not knowing they are going to be laughing when you are in the grave but hey all I got to say is I remember the time that you said” Jane you are not allowed to come to my funeral”. Like that is going to hurt me, ha. You’re only going to be remembered as an evil ***** well it seems like you got what you wish
You call yourself a mother but you should look in the mirror, oh go ahead drink some more, we know why you do because you so damn confused, and you like to use and abuse, Your nothing but a liar who knows nothing about me yet you claim to have given birth to me. Your idea of love is really fu*cked up how can you say you love when you do not know the meaning of the word getting your granddaughter taken away,  and having the nerve to call and say I love you …
Well screw you and your gay ass pets too, who follow you around and are no longer my sisters because I reject them and you the way you have dissed me and pissed on me, getting them to play games like you do. Hey ***** I got news for you- I don’t need you I never did, why do you think I moved out at 16 the way I did? Of course now I am 28 years old  in all my life you are the only  I ever knew who was so selfish an cold and I know now that one of the best choices I ever made,  was changing all my contact info so I never have to hear from you again, Especially after you bad mouthed my husband and yet you have never met him, Sooner or later one day you will wake up and find your all alone, and wonder why no one wants to be your friend, and of course I wish I could let you read this so you can see how I feel but you don’t care never have that’s for real, either way I got this off my chest and even though you’re an evil ***** I wish you the best.


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Don't Try It

A single kiss from thy lovely lips,
so sweet and so divine,
yet I taste posion upon your tongue.

Your beauty so glorious,
like a blooming rose so beautiful,
yet, why do mine eyes go blind
in the sight that you walk along with another?

Yes you, walk with another,
arm under arm,
lips touching lips in romantic kisses,
it makes my blood boil,
for mine lips are dry.

For mine eyes have seen your glory,
yet no one here listens to my story.
You are evil, yes you are,
don't try to deny,
Listen to a man of experience,
you might as well save some expense.

I write of our long romantic walks
we took together, under the shade of olive trees,
how we went apple picking in autumn time,
and made love in the foyer.

Nomore of that sweet and passionate love,
nomore silent kisses in the night,
when the wind blows hard against the branches,
that tape violently on my windowpane. 
Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick,
and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal.

Betrayal now is a game played by a fool,
such as I,
to think I'd have a happy life with you?
Huh, only a fool would think such a thing,
but now I sit, looking at the foyer,
where we once made sweet, passionate love,
nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure.
Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure.
I've done my job, as a good man shall do,
now pack your things and get of my stage,
the spotlight yawns for anew,
and the audience grows tired and restless of you.

Now I live life anew,
you too shall see life in new eyes,
walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil
you call your own.
Shall he take one kiss from your lips,
and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue,
shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty?
He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags,
and cheap makeup,
and then he will come to me,
and shake my hand in condolence
and say, "You were right!"

Now you are all alone,
looking for another, as you did many times before,
Now you are alone, walking an open road,
spying on another,
fear of being alone.
Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions,
don't try it,
because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Rise, Die, Shine

Build me a temple high…high…high up where the sun can rise
Where good can shine and the evil die as a plant in winter time.
Let it rise
Let it die 
Let it shine
Build it high up the moon
But under the sky
And let the sun shine
Through the skin that dims inner light
Let the light unfold the eyes
And see the beauty inside of this small world that wants to shine
Let the war be the plant that could die in winter time
Let it rise
Let peace in the world rise
High…high up like a bird flying up to the sky
Let it die
Let hate die
As a phoenix and be reborn as a flower
Full of scents and beauty instead.
Let it shine
Let our inner light shine
Let it shine through our skin and show us that we can light up the way without hate and 
without pain
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Let the battle field turn into a garden
Let the soldiers be the flowers
And the ammunition be the fertilizing soil
Build me a temple high…high up the sky
To symbolize world peace.
Don’t rush take your time 
until we find out that we can shine
Let our soul rise
Let our evil die
Let our ability to find world peace shine.


Details | Ottava rima | |

The Result of Cruel Fate

The crone can hear the children's laughter, cold as ice
And they exclaim out "witch", not thinking she can hear
Their parents then admonish, "Try to be quite nice."
Upon her thin, emaciated form they leer
Of love forbidden she has paid the awful price
Malicious magic powers all the children fear
She only wears black, mourning each and ev'ry day
Her world is full of dismal, somber shades of grey


She loved a wealthy cultured handsome gentleman
But she had not the clothes nor proper pedigree
And never would be issued any wedding bann
For poverty did not amuse his family
When finding herself great with child of his, she ran
She felt displaced, just like a dead uprooted tree
In bleak back alley child unwanted disappeared
No chance immoral tainted peccant child be reared


Although she lost her core, her heart, her soul, her mind, 
She wandered dazed and crazy back to town she knew
Her fam'ly said, "We never have produced your kind."
There was no place to go and nothing left to do
But after mournful agony she came to find
Satanic powers very evil she would rue
She met the incubi in wooded forest glen
Although she knew it was an awful, grievous sin


Her soul and body raped by evil forces bold
Instilled in her the seeds of their foul awful pow'r
That grew more potent as she grew extremely old
Demolished, shattered self continued still to sour
Her sterile body, now quite barren, grew ice cold
A vile vexatious tongue lashed out at all each hour
Thus she became a bitter venomous old hag
While dressed in filthy clothes; on head, a dirty rag


She met a fine genteel young man, so good and kind
A person reaching out to all in charity
Attempted making better lives where he could find
He wanted human folk achieving parity
However, he had never met an evil mind
The succubus seduced his soul with clarity
 She crippled psyche; took his cash, his bonds and stocks
 Her languid lips convinced him caged; no keys for locks


Then when the moon was full one night, she murdered him
Around his vile demise all sorts of tales arose
She had dismembered rigid corpse each limb by limb
Disposed so very well of ugly bloody clothes
The whole ordeal had been a gratifying whim
Upon his naked body set a blood red rose
His corpse was never found; base tales do not abate
Today she suffers vile result of cruel fate


Details | I do not know? | |

To Those Who Worship: Abridged Version

You!! You, I say you on the guitar?
Do you know who you are?
Or are you just an angel without a name?
I see your heart my sister!! And you do not sing for fame!!!
No, you live and love and play and dance to praise that man who Reigns!!


You!! You singing on the microphone?
Do you feel alone?
Or do you know dear brother Seraphim, that you help to put us in that zone?
To bow down low in honor?,
Of he who sits high on the throne?!!!


You!! You dancing in the corner, with your hands lifted high,
Do you feel sometimes like you wish you’d die?
Or do you know that when you dance, my Savior’s hands you untie?
To give us joy deep in our hearts and free our minds from lies?


My sister, I’m just a warrior, whose run in fear too many times,
My brother, I’m just a warrior, who fights the dark one with my rhymes,
And I press the boundaries of our justice for those who fall beneath the cracks,
I press in against the evil one, who puts this hatred on our backs,


But you? You see beyond this evil to a place I long to go,
You reach into the light of God, and the path to right you show,
For you bring the water of music to wash away our sin,
And because you choose to worship her, this battle we shall win,
For worship is the weapon of Sons and Daughters Divine,
For worship is the key to life and an end to these dark times,
For worship is a refuge in a world of sinister sounds,
For worship is a space ship that goes to realms of God renown,
For worship is my best friend’s and my eldest brother’s great delight,
For worship is the celebration of that freedom for which I fight,


Man can you see it?
Worship is light!!
Worship is tight!
Worship makes me take flight!
Worship ain’t black and worship ain’t white,
Worship is the power of love to wield the True Savior’s might!!


My sister, I’m just a warrior, whose run in fear too many times,
My brother, I’m just a warrior, who fights the dark one with my rhymes,
And I press the boundaries of our justice for those who fall beneath the cracks,
I press in against the evil one, who puts this hatred on our backs,


But you? You see beyond this evil to a place I long to go,
You reach into the light of God, and the path to right you show,
For you bring the water of music to wash away our sin,
And because you choose to worship her, this battle we shall win,


Details | Free verse | |

Sitting Alone

Sitting alone here,
all by myself,
looking at a reflection that I do not recall.
I see a face looking back at me,
a twin,
but not my twin,
no I see a pale face,
I see jealously, pain, sorrow, and a frown
I see all the negative.
I see fear,
I see nothing.

I am sitting alone,
in my room
white walls surround me.
I hear the trains blow their horns off in the distance,
and the cars and trucks roaring down the lonesome highways.
I can even the crying and wailing of sirens
blazing down the avenues,
"Where is the fire, folks!?"

The wind blows through my window,
moving the blinds back and forth,
and I sit there alone,
smiling and singing a little.
Sitting there alone,
peaceful and tired
wanting to rest my head,
but scared too face the nightmares.
Too hear the voices of the dead
call out my name.
And I sit there alone
thinking of what once was,
beauty and harmony nomore
in my trial of certainty.


Details | Rhyme | |

America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Imagism | |

Those Dark Eyes

Those dark eyes on me
Like a candle-wax scraper

Cut me with your love
Then graze me with affection
Dip me in your world
Of damaged imperfection
Addicted to those dark eyes
Suspense of a frozen look
Soft feelings on my back
Before the thrust of a rusted hook

Ah but I like those dark eyes
And the uneasiness I feel
When I hold onto broken glass
You rest my head down on the steel
Addicted to the prick
Contamination that surrounds me
Rip my skin off piece by piece
At peace every time you drown me

Scabs feeling coarse
I like it like sand paper
Those dark eyes on me
Like a candle-wax scraper


Details | I do not know? | |

Love over Hate

Broken promises
Meaningless words
Empty feelings
Secrets unheard
Thoughts racing
Heart wondering
Feet pacing
Tears thundering
Illusion of love
Faking of fate
Imitation of above
Leaking out hate
Purity in the day
Darkness at Sun fall
Finding a way
To conquer it all
We unite
Infiltrate
We Fight
Love over hate


Details | Rhyme | |

Shield Me

Shield me from this stain I bear,
remove this filth and smut I wear.
Cover my eyes from the evil truth,
discard these lies and hide the proof.

Guard my heart, these beats of pain,
from this spattered torn, loveless stain.
Protect this tired, worn out soul,
the one who beats out of control.

Defend my honor, grace and trust,
uncoil these spoils, away we must.
Preserve the mutiny, oust the pure,
coral the innocent with your evil lure.

Safeguard the takers, fakers and rest,
loosen the chains around this chest.
Release my dignity, vanity and control,
please shield my heart and cover me whole.


Details | Ballad | |

Sir Archibald and the Black Knight - Part 1

Let me sing you a tale, a story of old,
Of a man without fear, of a knight brave and bold,
He sought out adventures, whenever they called,
And the name of this knight was Sir Archibald.

Whilst out riding his horse, a steed of great power,
He saw in the distance a creepy old tower,
At the top of this tower lived a pretty young maid,
Who was cold and was lonely and longed to be saved.

“Oh Sir Archibald, won’t you please rescue me?
I’m stuck in this tower and there’s nowt on TV.
I’m forced to stay in here, and wash all these socks,
While the evil Black Knight holds the keys to the locks.”

Sir Archibald loved the maiden so fair,
With her glittering eyes and her long golden hair.
“Of course I will save you!” was the knight’s brave reply,
“Or at least I shall give it a jolly good try!”

Sir Archie rode onwards, as fast as he could,
Until he came to the edge of the wood,
And there stood before him a terrible sight,
The tall, strong and mighty, the evil Black Knight.

The Black Knight was massive, someone to be feared,
With a scar on his face and a huge tatty beard,
Our villain’s description is only complete,
When we mention his dark eyes and big smelly feet.

“What do you want?!” called he with the big booming voice,
Of a man you’d avoid if were given the choice,
“You’ve got a young girl there, who you must set free.
Let her go now, or else answer to me!”


Details | Free verse | |

Human Nature

When chaos brings civilization to its knees 
From world wide pandemic critical disease
Or when a tsunami consumes everything beyond the shores
Swallowing the landscape and changing life as we know
Earthquakes shake the very foundation of this world
Or an astroid penetrates the cradle of birth
Bring us back to the primitive unleashing the truth
From the umbilical chord we are more ferocious than rabid wolves
And we will kill fellow man just to survive
Or just for the desire of taking ones life
What is compassion but a dead corpse on the road
Adrenalized by fear no time for sorrows
No need to worry about a world war zombie apocalypse 
We're already flesh eating monsters wearing dead skin
Most people panic when they lose internet or their lights
Autonomy is just a word most people can no longer define
And your money isnt worth *****so forget trying to buy
Your way out of cleansing while you run out of time
So learn to die well and hold your loved ones real tight
As you pray that your death will let you ascend to new heights
Beans, bullets, and bandaids are all that I'll need 
To keep population zero from taking over me
**** being hopeful could we really be so naive
To think that in these days we could some how find peace
When our mother earth gets restless and releases all of her worst
The only thing more destructive is our human nature


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Can't Beat the System

`They say if a good deed you do every day
`It will in deed repay for love will pave the way
`Some say and do not a famous prophet did say
`Hoping to beat the system, but there is hell to pay

`Many who walk not in love their relations do fray
`Many a marriage crumbles, turns children’s lives gray
`We reap as we have sown, and death will repay
`We burn bridges behind, make war and we slay

`We blame all on Satan, but it’s our hating clay
 `I’ll do my good deeds, sow good seeds and pray
`A prayer, a good deed a day, keeps bad at bay
`Good deeds, good seeds, every day love will thus weigh

`We ask, we have not asking in vain of nay
`We live strife on puppet strings of ballet 
`We feed on worldly evil  like it’s a buffet
`We judge condemning ourselves to decay

`We lust and we scold, growing old of defray
`Our evil dazzles us, surrounds in array
`It is Love’s horse power we hook behind shay
`We trust not love’s will gives a better day!!

For contest: Good Deeds
In Honor of Dane Ann


Details | Free verse | |

I lay sleeping

I lay sleeping with eyes wide open,
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning,
I lay sleeping with nothing to dream about.
I lay sleeping with no care and sleep with eyes blind,
I lay sleeping, there with my eyes wide open.

Seeing the dark change from dark to black.
There is no moon, there is no sky
just purple strokes of paint in the sky.
Take that morning dew smell and close your blind eyes.
Smell the morning, that smell that clicks in your mind.
The smell of childhood dreams,
that as an adult never came true.
Sleeping bare in the nude with your eyes wide open.
Thinking of her, as she is five thousand miles away from you.
Wanting to love and hold her, but no use in crying.
Sleeping their with blind eyes in the dark that dances in the light.

Your lamplight turned down low,
as life trickeles down in its nightgown and yawns for sweet slumber.
Tired from longs days, and sometimes long nights,
wanting to curel in bed and close its blind eyes.
Dusk will soon peek its head through the blinds
and awake life to a new dawn.
She sleeps in the morning, and walks at night.
When he sleeps at night, and walks with a bare nude heart in the morning.

Life climbs over yellow mountains,
and meets her fellow compainion
a handsome fellow with broud shoulders and blessed with an ego
as I sleep there with my eyes wide open.
As I sleep with my eyes blind to what life has intented for me,
and as I raise to walk the lone streets at the break of the dew covered lawn
at the first sweet smells of dawn,
I can see life go on with the handsome man
and I blind and wanting to go to bed.

I dream of dreams that have no meaning
Gardens of cluelessness and raging emotions
tare me down and I am confused on which way to go.
Do I stay here and dream away, blind and half awake
as life slaps me across my broad cheek?
Or shall I walk on with life hand and hand
and regain my vision of the world,
Start to sleep with dreams that make sense
and dreams that are made of gold and have no end?
Dream of fancy dreams that show love and happy endings
I would love that, and I would love to walk with life,
but she is out of my leauge.

And my bed is so cozy and I feel like sleeping.
So I shall sleep on more restless night chashing life down.
I lay sleeping with my eyes wide open.
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning.
I lay sleeping waiting for life to come back from the mountains
and lay beside me.
I lay sleeping with hope of regaining hope and salvage
what is left of my spirit at hand.


Details | Ballad | |

In The World Of Hell

Born in night to Dhore and Ghore,
Lots of roar he was to make,
Taught with those the best they had
Fought and won the best of bad,
Turned to red then black and blood,
flooding bones of hellish beasts
mighty prince thus conquered hell.
'Prince Devil' they called him thus
sirens roar to send him down
Into earth with evils blood.

Bright and light have seen fire,
not this prince, they haven't yet!
All of hell had bowed him thrice,
every good he split then slice ,
Walks earth in men and women,
Making evil with each spell.
mighty prince grew fast in fame,
lots of hearts he turned to war
After gold, they led their heart
As men he touched felt no good.

From among men, fed by then,
He placed his steps for a walk,
Saw no man for long a way
Went so mad with not a ray,
A sight of light, far in night,
Then drew him close to its height,
Not light, but a girl there stood,
Seeing her, he dreamed a life,
Human life with her in it,
But late he was far to reach.

Not a king, but king of kings,
Will he be in days to come,
Orders came to steal her light,
with dark sufferings, true fright.
Tried too hard but failed with heart,
Across he stood against dark,
Earthly love then bound the prince
Hell's world was flared in anger,
Evil dark, the king of kings,
proclaimed war against the prince.

No demon, no prince, she knew,
nor he was, from where she knew
Fought his heart in best of hells,
Days, nights, in his world and else,
blackish blood smoked with fire,
Blew from hell with smell, desire,
The prince of love, fought so brave.
killed he was, in deadly war,
Hell and heaven, barred his soul
for crimes done in all the world.
©Anees Rahman


Details | Free verse | |

What did I do to deserve this

What I do to deserve this heartbreak,
this horrid and unnatural pain,
this cleche of events that strike me simultaneously
as the time ticks away,
and as the grinning faces pierce a whole through my soul
and my heart turns pale and slowly beats.
My heart is torn in two,
and I cannot find the doctors to stich me up.
I ask an old man,
how does love go about,
he smaked me in the face and went on.
The pain and the sorrow,
it is too much to feel,
too much to gain in one serving,
When I eat, I taste posion, not passion,
familiar faces turn grey, with ruby eyes and sharp fangs
they hiss at me, like a cat to a mouse.
I don't understand why I deserve this.
I am a good man,
who loves with open arms and a big heart.
With every hug I give,
I recieve a knife of betrayal in my back,
I feel the blood ooze from my open wounds,
suicidal tendencies roll through my mine,
but I quickly throw them out,
because Mama didn't raise no coward.
I see the blow, I clench my fists
and swing away,
God cries wanting to stop this madness,
Death laughs and soon joins in,
people join in and punch away.
I lay there on the concret blood everywhere,
my heart torn out of my chest,
each with a thousand knives stabbed in it,
as it slowly beats,
I lay their on the pavement,
looking up to the heavenly skies,
and as it starts to rain droplets of hope
I ask myself,
What did I do to deserve this?
Then, I shall close my eyes
and rest for awhile.

-9/23/13-

Inspired by all the betrayal and heartbreak I've faced, by so many cowards who didn't want to recieve my love. People I had thought who were my friends, came with invitations of humiliation and hate, and now I see who my real friends are; this pen and paper... Have a good day.
P.S. No one should ever be shown this much betrayal and heartbreak. I wouldn't even wish it on my worst enemy. Have a good day!


Details | Epic | |

Master on Character -1-

We should love our neighbours as we
love our God,
We should not hate any one for this is
the advice of our Lord:
We should live in solitude
And bring happiness to the unfortunate
and livelihood!
We should be courageous and forgiving
We should be loving and merciful.
We should sacrifice our greed,
Which makes us perform selfish deeds-
We should avoid harming living beings
And also avoid eating at wrong times-
Such is a path which leads to good character;
Character leads to personality and
Brings happiness and success later.


Details | Free verse | |

Like the frightened Jackrabbit, I run away from Love

Jump up and down like a jackrabbit
running through meadows
running from what?
Could it be heartbreak,
a venemous snake that hides in the grass,
hiding with fangs ready to pierce the tender skin
upon the tight, bronze flesh of everyday life?
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now!
I need a vacation a long way away from the faceless smiles
and ignorance of young girls, who don't look at you,
who don't show you love and respect.
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now,
as jumping spiders hop everywhere, crawling eight legs around me
my soul black like carcoal, but my heart still beating
slower this time, not like the days before
and like the jackrabbit running from anything and everything,
I run to seek love and vanish away from the empty voids
that people call, their souls.
Recording a film with no tape,
talking to a woman you love, but not having the guts to tell her how you really feel
Jump my boy, like a jackrabbit, take my advice
tell her before she leaves
turns down the endless avenues of endless dark love
the trees grow taller, taller than you
and you sit there feeling away yourself die, missing out in life.
I cannot see you lose your love.
Say it, say it, Say it!!! Tell her! Tell her! Build the guts up!
Build up the courage, tell her how you feel. Take her by the hand and never say goodbye! Never say goodnight, stay with her till the flight comes in the morning
of the first rays of sun shine through your dorm room take her and love her!
Do not be like me, the jackrabbit! I see no happiness
Reading poetry it makes me sad,
to write of others falling in love and I never finding the one.
People tell me, you'll find yours, have hope
but I am a frightened little jackrabbit
who flees from sounds of deep emotions, not having courage to fall in love,
not building the guts up to tell her how I really feel.
She walks alone, I find my oppertunity and sing my love song
She smiles and moves on,
please tell me I cannot fight anymore.
All I have to say is Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
I need a vacation
to go to some sandy beach on an island of love
and write and write and write, the same poetry that depresses me
but makes you all fall in love with words!
Fiction about love stories, please kiss me
Blue eyed death comes, plays a game of chess with me
I bet twenty, he bets my soul
Kiss me death, the only love I'll ever get,
besides my poet friends who kiss my ass
Listen to my heart, truely, I don't write of beauty
I write for the sorrow soul, the fleeing jackrabbit
running away from love.....


Details | Narrative | |

AN AFRICAN WOMAN

Somewhere in Africa, the cries of a woman
Bearing immense cutting pain
Wishing life not as cruel as it is 
And forgetting the excitement
That came with knowing her man.
Alas, it falls.
Almost like a creature, 
So bloody yet so fragile
Tiny fingers, tiny legs, tiny arms; 
Whatever shall I call her
“Naa awula” indeed, 
She will be my lady; my only lady 
Spread the word my dear sisters, 
For today a new member has joined us
Seven days, seven days it will be.
 And the world will say her name
Pray we must; 
My little lady ought to dwell amongst us
Let no evil eye beseech her
Let no evil mouth revile her
Let no evil hands stroke her
For seven days it will be
 Just seven days.
Hail to the sun, for we present Naa Awula
Truth she must know and truth she will speak
Her feet shall flee from the wicked 
Lest she be bewitched.
Make merry, for she comes to stay.
Come round and present your gifts and blessings.
She will grow into a very beautiful maiden
She will know no pain
 But happiness
May she continue in the league of child birth.
Lest her face be drenched
 In the mud of mockery.
Lighten your hearts and grease your faces
Herein rises An African Woman.


Details | Free verse | |

When a Man cries Himself to Sleep

When a man cries himself to sleep,
it is a sad sight to see,
tears roll off his cheek
and onto his bed sheets and pillow case.
When you hear his somber cries,
you can feel his pain
when he wimpers like a child who treds in fear.
No one knows what they do to a man
when they play with his emotions,
lead him on,
take advantage of him.
They don't know what they do to an innocent man
looking for love.
They break his heart that is full of love,
they stab him in the back
when he needs them at his most vulnerable moment
they laugh at him, and tease him,
Do they know what they do to a man?
They slowly kill a man, who just wants a simple kiss on the lips,
they kill a dreamer, a good man, with a big heart.
They drive a man to his bed,
with tears running down his face
and force him to dream of nightmares.
When a man cries himself to sleep, 
it is that saddest thing to see.
Goodnight and sweet dreams...


Details | Acrostic | |

Halloween Costume Ball

Hairy eyeballs hanging from a wizard’s crown.
Arachnids sprawled on his black sparkling gown.
Ludicrous marks scar his face beneath a frown.
Luscious blood dripping very slowly down.
Opulent jewelry shaped like bones.
Worn around his neck amid creepy groans.
Ecstatic bats wait around for deadly moans.
Eerily suspended from their master’s belt.
Nonchalantly walking, his evil presence is felt.
 
Coming down the stairs was a star bejeweled queen.
Overcome; such beauty he had never before seen. 
Stunned into submission by her piercing eyes.
Trapped by love’s intrusion and compassion’s cries.
Unveiling beauty, cajoling pleasant sighs.
Miraculously transformed his evil heart; love flows.
Enticed by the moment, together, attraction grows.

Bedazzled by the grandeur of the Halloween Ball
Altruism curiously sealed love that fall.
Laughter filled the man with the eyeballs on his crown.
Loved by the queen in her star bejeweled gown.

© October 15, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen


Details | Free verse | |

But with the evil, came the good

All turned down to the worst
as the children lost innocence,
as the bums drank their last breath away,
as the man eating sharks finding their way,
to the over-crowded sandy beaches,
as the man turn to the woman
and gave her a slap across the face,
as the thef steals in the night,
as the coward goes behind his loved ones' backs,
as the oil lanterns spill over and burn the bridges
to salvation and paradise.
Something always happens to the good guy,
a knife in the back in the midst of dawn,
his woman leaving with another man,
he dying slowly of cancer,
or suffering from intoxication of the blood.
Poison. Poison, ravages his body,
oh, how could God let such things happen
to such a good man?
His life work, his social life, his nirvana
all destroied, burned away, turned to dust.

But with the evil, came the good.
Yes with time and time again
repeating itself in a circle of time,
across the crossed faces,
as blue eyed Death smiles
and as the girls grin,
Everything came into place,
Anyway with evil, came the good.
Indeed it had came right to his front doorstep.


Details | Rhyme | |

God Has His Reasons

It is very easy to see all the tragedy in this mans world.
Understanding for now it belongs to the spiritual evil master God’s plan unfurls.
Children, elderly, innocents are starving and carnal man does nothing.
Letting this travesty to go on is sinful as our earthly world is crumbling.

Many scholars with good intentions put their own spin and thoughts on things.
Philosophies, common sense, are on the back burner when you realize our Father is King.
His loves preached by God’s ministers still remain to this day.
In faith acknowledging God’s will we stand strong in the Lord as we pray?

Cast for his transgressions the devil is a spirit that seemingly brings light.
He is gaining in fruitless power to corrupt man his ignorance and ego seems to say he is winning this fight.
God is the Father of love, Jesus His son forgave those before He died.
“Forgive them Father they know not what they do.” In His last breath He cried.

For now the evil deceiver has power on this earth and planet.
Carnal man just doesn’t want to see and they don’t get it.
The Father teaches out of love and sometimes in violent correction.
His will, will be done as we strive to get to His Kingdom and His spiritual perfection.

Yes many will die even the faithful along with the corrupted evil one, its God’s way to teach.
Stubbornly carnal man doesn’t want to see, many don’t even try, and they are completely out of reach.
All will face the Creator and give Him their life’s account.
Our Father’s way and will He will prevail and too many faithful His love will bless them this I’m sure there is no doubt.

God doesn’t judge foolishly we will all be in His journal of life
Many innocents will suffer but through our Father many will be saved from life’s strife.
God has His reasons, His plan, His love for us will absolutely show and His coming kingdom will prevail.
All the misery Satan has caused will fail along with his evil legions they will be cast to the eternal pit, and Christians remaining in faith, will no longer be assailed.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Soft Spot----in my wicked heart----

You are my princess, my fairy tail, your my future queen.
You are the only thing in my future from what I have seen.
You are royality to me, and I litterally have the blood of kings.
I would even set you up in a real castle if you wanted it to be your dwellings.

I love you/everything about you, the pleasure and peace you bring,
how my heart hurts when i know you must go, how it uplifts when my phone begins to ring.
You are my morning thought, and my fading dream.
For you I would commit an onslaught, without you I come apart at the seams.

You are a petal, from a rose, 
A sexy model, striking a pose.
My eyes for you never depart, my lust for you always grows.
I would never give you up. You are the one I love and chose.

You are so beautiful, in my eyes you are jewels, you are gold.
I need you, in my heart and in my arms, you I would forever hold.
I want to confess your love, shout it from roof tops, ever so bold.
You are the one I want, to grow deeper in love with, as we get old.

This is for you Dana~Lynn,
For you I would commit every sin.
I would do it with a smile, a smirk, or a evil grin.
Let me be your yang, and I want you to be my yin.
Our love is just at the start, and yet I feel it has always been.
I would cliff dive for you, even throw in a double backspin
You are my high, you are my drug, with you I feel like I drank a bottle of Gin.
It is the vodoo that you do so well that conjurred me to be your evil jinn.

I love you Dana-Lynn Smith. Forever yours, Jesse Devile.


Details | Free verse | |

Burn Away

BURN AWAY

We have all lost our way
To see starlight gazers
And men with broken hearts,
Seeking love in all of the wrong places;
Vacant lots, where women all looking for something,
But not quite knowing what they look for.
We have all lost our way.

The only hope of humanity
Is the shining sun
That breaks through the blinds of my window,
And the faint memory of me and her
Lying on our backs in a grassy meadow,
Holding hands
Looked up and counted stars.

Cities burn away,
Sky, stars, moon, sun all burn away;
The grassy meadow
Where we once lay, all burns away
Everything burns away,
Memory and desire and love all burn away
With the snap of a finger, and a new man
In her own life,
And I burn away.

A picture of her hung high and praised,
A picture of me, in a dark box
That collects dust, in some lonesome
And dusty, cobweb infested attic.
And I burn away with a new day.
I burn away.

A nightmare that I can’t awake from,
It is endless and repeats
When thoughts of her are all over my mind,
I cannot take such nightmarish reality
Too see her and smile,
And she walks away without a trace
Of ever returning.
And I cry,
And I burn away,
The tears wash the fire away,
And turn me to ash,
The wind picks me up and takes me away.

And for one peaceful moment,
I do not cry,
I do not burn away.
For a moment I am happy
And I smile,
And go away for a while
And let them all sleep in peace.

-10/2/2013-


Details | Couplet | |

You Almost Fit

You almost fit with harmony,
But almost would be the death of me,
You came real close to complimenting my space,
But real close would leave me in an empty place,
The puzzle piece I can no longer wedge,
I made my vow and said my pledge,
Later on deep regret would follow,
And once again I'd become hollow,
You almost fit with ecstasy,
But almost would be the death of me.

By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Rhyme | |

I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Pledge Not The Allegiance

It's the third verse,
I got the urge to purge
All the curt words I've splurged,
I've submerged in sin,
I'll go to church repent,
Then go curse again,
Lets reverse this trend
We nurse tolerance,
When it might offend,
If I white wash my fence,
So try to not get tense,
When I do not defend, 
Those who chose to be dense
And not use their two cents,
To show kids the reverence,
For the pledge of allegiance.


Details | Free verse | |

Better Than Jesus

Explosions in the sky a fire in my mind starting out a broken spirit until returned, my wings, I fly and I find that I have no place to go when the desire has came and went and there is no secrets left to know I shall be the greatest teacher exponentially now I grow who wants to be my friend? I only accept good people for I have spent too much time observing dark and evil now I seek the light as I remember how to fly off I'll go to see the world with my soul mate, her and I I have not met her yet but I will know her when I see her by the feeling and the healing as if she could be the teacher and my heart is pounding celebrating life until I die when my friend, this world may end by explosions in the sky. -For Sandra


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

The mystery with no viel

Life is a creative 
Explosion
A playful
Rebellion
A dance with 
No reason
A non-sensical Mystery
Extending through and beyond logic.
Nothing holds it at both sides
Yet here it is. (There it is)


Details | Rhyme | |

The Dance

She was young and naive, easy to deceive,
Delicate and faint, some what a saint.
Hungry for change, in some ways just strange,
Open for new, oh what that would do.
A sinister smile, met her one night.
Eger to feed his own appetite,
Eyes like hawk,
Physique of a snake,
Words whispered out, “Hi my name is Jake.”

The days she thought she was missing,
Blinded by all their ravishing kissing,
Passion had its fall,
When she realized there was no ball.
She should have lost both her slippers,
Since price charming, became Mr. Ripper.
Sometimes love pays a price, 
When it was lust that made her initially enticed.

From the moment he seemed to ask her name,
She did not realized she entered a game,
All of this seemed exciting and new,
For a second, it was like a dream come true.
He continued to pursue her all through the late hours,
Even went and picked her some burgundy flowers.
Preparing her heart to accept his invite,
They had entered into the twilight.

 The days she thought she was missing,
Blinded by all there ravishing kissing,
Passion had its fall,
When she realized there was no ball.
She should have lost both her slippers,
Since price charming, became Mr. Ripper,
Sometimes love pays a price,
 When it was lust that made her initially enticed.

He asked her to dance under the crescent moon,
Then gently kissed her, and began to consume.
All of the breathe inside of her lips,
As he held tight to her lovely hips,
She gasped for air, but he didn’t stop,
When suddenly, there was a little pop
She fell to the ground,
With no one around,
He kissed her goodnight,
After his bite.

BY: Sabina Nicole


Details | Haiku | |

New Ozymandias

O How Great It Is...
To be alive on this day!
Heh, Most unlike you!

You're Deader then dead
Just like the wooly mammoth,
Who's also your dad

I'm alive in space!
Without a care or worry...
I'm forever free.

Remember highschool?
Well, I haven't forgotten.
But you have, my dear

You rejected me!
But not privately, mind you!
No, that'd be too nice...

Had to be cruel...
You told them all when I asked.
And I was left, mocked

But space is so kind.
Unlike your now burning Earth.
Fighting my cyborgs?

Sorry for the mess.
Death Stars aren't too accurate...
They get the job done.

Well, England is gone.
Your most favorite city.
I burned it myself.

I'm truly happy
Yep, I'm just floating in space.
Yes, Yes... I'm damn sure.

I do NOT miss you.
Or the goddamned earth, either.
Just stop guilting me!

No... I'm not happy.
I'm just alone in deep space.
I'm Watching you burn.

Please forgive me, miss.
I was so jealous, old friend
I was just so hurt.

I feel  terrible.
Like I'm Ozymandias
Only, I despair.


Details | Romanticism | |

Hearts burnt out

The Hearts burnt out
with dying falls and cold, bone chilling winters.
(Love is gone for the fall and winter)
Just me, I stay alone
who walks the slushed streets and I sleep in the dirt grimmed gutters.
The hearts burnt out, but still a hint of love lingers
in the cold evenings of the winter falls.

The cold December nights are always the loneliest time
for a man to live alone in the dirty gutters of the ghettos.
And as the loyalists come marching down the cobblestone streets,
every heart with turn and fear.
The ones that do not go far, shall parish in eternal hell.
For the hearts are burnt out,
like the lamplights on the night of Kristallnacht.
The Jews of Malta, create fornication
and the hearts of the prostitutes hide with bruses and broken blood vessels,
on their faces and hands,
and they will hurry away to the dark shadows of lone alleyways
with hearts skipping beats, and hearts slowly burning out.


Details | Free verse | |

Captive Freedom with Evil Love

Captive Freedom with Evil Love, 2010
V. Ortiz Vazquez

She who speaks of No Evil must have shared her bed with him
She who speaks of No Love must have shared a night by her side
Without expectation, slap across the face
Numb
Numbness
Numb
Beside her, Evil Love
Night and day, courtship filled with wonders
Wonders taken away in a split second
Seconds away from captivity
Seconds away from freedom
Captive freedom with Evil Love
She who speaks of No Evil must have shared her bed with him
She who speaks of No Love must have shared a night by her side
Without knowing, a touch
Sweetness enters her world, to be gone
Taken away by No Evil who has shared her bed
Warmth wraps around her, freezing cold
Below zero
Dropped by No Love who has shared a night with her
Besides her, Evil Love
She who speaks of No Love must have met evil
Evil without love, Kryptonite


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No More

No More

Feeling abrupt,
Like a volcano ready to erupt
My soul a hurricane swirling
Around my empty mind and cruel
And forgotten soul.

Pain, feelings so strong,
It cannot be described
On a page with a pen.
I snatch the lunar eclipse
Away,
And beauty of the heart goes away,
No sight, no sound;
No pain, no sorrow;
No smile, no frown;
No anything, no everything.

A soul so black,
A heart so weak,
That love is long gone,
And will never return.

No pain is worth feeling,
And no pain such that I hold
Is worth writing away,
No use in finding love again,
When faced with heartbreak
One thousand times before.
No more pain, no more sorrow.

I shall go and sleep away the time,
Till Death comes calling my name,
And lilacs and violets litter my way,
And a single ruby hearted rose
Dries up and slowly dies away.

-10/3/2013-


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The skaldic 2- death has an end

Their poetic justice *was blind
Resurrection's*arms reach for all Whosoever will*welcomes life to gain Love's bride*pain's end of harm no more at all * in awe section
Prose the penalty * for Death's end
beast prophet's false*satan the foe dragon devils*demons descend Lapping lake o'fire*burns to no end death hell grave dead*headlong tossed


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Where Is My Mind

My thumbs in my mouth as saliva drips out

taste like there's dirt in my finger nail

look at my hand, the others are clean

but one is painted by that Asian girl I met last night

...don't know what type of Asian she is...

Chinese, Taiwanese, Japanese, Philippine

....um...what are the other ones?

My heads on the ground and my hair is intermingling with the grass

I guess they're talking about the feeling of being chopped up

I feel pretty chopped up, in the inside I mean

If that was a visual, I'd be dead...right?

Like the fish I see in the sky

that can't be right, cause fish can't fly

they must be angel fish then...hahahaha

My thumbs in my mouth as saliva drips out

and the sun is out but the stars keep buzzing

they kinda fly towards and whiz pass me 

taunting little bastards, they know I'm trying to catch them

I think I tried to sell my soul to the devil as a kid so I could get all I want

Wrote him a note and everything and buried it underground

good thing I didn't dig too deep cause a second later

I got scared and ripped it apart...

My nail has that ying and yang thing painted on it

Good has some evil in it and Evil has some good

and that's the balance of the world right?

Like I think its evil that my dog died as a puppy

but the good in it is that he'll be part of the earth

And people that fall in love have something to live for

cause they have each other, but the evil of it is

they care mostly for themselves so its selfish

...hmm...I think I messed that theory up...

My thumbs in my mouth as saliva drips out

and I feel like I'm swimming; without the use of limbs

My heads on the ground and I'm pretty sure there's ants near by

But I don't want to move, cause if I move I'll have to get up

and when you usually get up, you have to do something

and I'm kinda just enjoying talking to the sky

even though she never answers back

but I always did like the quite ones

I put my hands in my pockets and I know there's nothing in it but myself

so I guess that's something right?

My thumbs in my mouth as saliva drips out

and I wonder what that Asian girl is like

Is she shy and smart like the stereo type

If we were to go on the date she could help me tip the waitress right

hmm...

My thumbs in my mouth as saliva drips out

and I hate living, but I love being alive...


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Songs of Sorrowed Hearts

What makes this world go around?
What makes Death walk the Earth
and God sit on his throne and watch over us?
What makes love go around with such favour
and strut along side lonesome avenues?
What does a widow, a motherless child, a Vietnam veteran
and a boy who has had his fare share of heartbreaks,
all have in common with each other?

They were all promised a beautiful life,
free for all to love, free from the pain of betrayal
and anger.
We are what make the world go around,
I am the poet who sits and looks at love walk down the street,
and watch the blind eyes stare deep in my soul.
I am the poet, that feels the pain of a heart torn in two.
He his the poet who writes of smiles, to forget the frowns
and tears.
She is the poetress that writes of her success,
in order to forget her past that tortured her soul,
now he and she walk together writing poetry
sharing their love and smiles with the world.
But with smiles, also comes frowns,
with hearts full of love, comes hearts full of sorrow,
and someone has to stay behind and write of the bad
has to write and compose the songs of the sorrowed hearts.

We are all given love,
but it takes some whole lives to understand
the dark mystery that tags along with beautiful love.
Someone has to suffer the pain,
someone has to sacrifice his or her happiness,
so another poet can feel the beauty in happiness and pain.
I am willing to sacrifice my time and heart,
for my fellow poet to feel the smiles grow on their faces
and feel love uplift their heart,
while the black cancer tears apart mine.
I will go on, with what is left of my heart and smile,
and go into my room of creativity
and compose the songs of sorrowed hearts
for future poets, like that came before me.


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Are You Handcuffed By Sin

Are You “Handcuffed” to Sin?

Many lives have been handcuffed by sin!
They’re in a struggle, but they’ll never win!

So many are facing life changing addictions…
And bring into their lives
unneeded afflictions!

The shackles of sin have held them as a slave.
Their soul, for sin’s dominion,
is what they gave!

Many have cried; “Lord, why did I do it?”
They were given a chance in life, but blew it!

Jesus stands knocking at your heart’s door!
He brings true love and freedom! 
 And much more!

The handcuffs of sin,
 can be removed in an instant!
Won’t you give Jesus your life?
And a total commitment?

He can bring hope and a life
 changing restoration.
Through Christ, you can be
 a brand new creation!

He can do right now, what no other
 power can do!
The choice is yours!  What will you do?

By Jim Pemberton   01/23/14


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the means to an end

two thousand and ten years
after Christ birth
one would think there'd be
peace on earth

all the laws and commands
having been in place
showing our impudence
and our disgrace

love one another?
in this place?
evil and destruction 
ever before our face

and having been given laws 
impossible to follow
seeing miracles but finding them
hard to swallow

we have faith 
and are guided by his hand
but death and destruction
are taking over the land

angels are wondering
why did God make man
why has confusion reigned
over Gods plans

but dare not they ask 
about the hoax
or how much evil the demons see
before they not believe in God's
heavenly host

who are they
that left and divorce
while love still burned
caring not the consequences
of the contempt they have earned

why are they capable
of malice deemed diabolical
evil intent
destruction undeniable

what cause have they 
to destroy the created
innocent with the guilty
with horrible intentions
unclean and filthy

where was that first love lost
like a burned up candle
or melted like frost

where did their love go?
kept under a mattress
flown out a door

when will evil cease to be
will they lose  there will
and be still like trees
no eyes no ears
no mouth to talk
planted in the ground
no legs to walk
no skin to feel the hot or cold
just seasons yearly
while eternity roles

NO! they have the fire
hot and ready for them
in an inexaustable amount
of fuel in the flames they swim

a fire that will burn 
much longer than the sun
for the kind of evil
they called fun


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Lives In The Son

With me it’s not a matter of “If I could talk to God”
I have talked to God, I talk to him all throughout the day
I first talked to God when I was forty-one
I was an evil man
See, I had lost everything and everyone I had ever loved
I was in prison, which was nothing new
Except on this particular time, which was also my last time
I was in the hole and hate was all I had left
God set me free that day
He gave me a gift called Poetry
And from inside that cell
I sprouted wings and with every poem I wrote
I flew on the wings of an angel
Then out of the blue he returned my wife
Who had left me over a year before
After talking me into turning myself in
Well if I could talk to God this is what I would say:
Through the pain and tears I cried 
An evil soul laid down and died
And of the stories that soul could tell
Delivered from the pits of hell
I thank you God for the blood of your Son
That enabled my sins to be undone
For giving me the gift and desire to write
The strength inside to stand and fight
For the love of my wife as well as my kids
A way to undo all the evil I did
I am your servant may your will be done
For what once was the darkness now lives in the Son
Lord why have you given all this to me?
I try to understand but still can’t see
You are the beginning and the end of time
The keeper of love and all that’s divine
And I was evil upon two feet
Tired, lonely, broken and beat
I don’t deserve all you have given to me
Try as I might I still cannot see
But till death I’ll do all I can
To live your word and be a man
I am your servant may your will be done
For what once was the darkness now lives in he Son
Anyhow if I could talk to God
I reckon I would probably say something like that


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Tradition

Boy, all I can say is one word, tradition.
It’s a mind set ingrained in our thoughts, and in our nation.
Although Christmas and Easter aren’t mentioned in the Holy Bible.
God has His traditions also, they are His Holy Festivals yet we continue to ignore them and trash our spiritual revival.

Today as so called holidays are in full swing, as Christians we pray.
That our nation realizes that our moral compass has lost God’s path in every way.
Man he’s always made excuses not wanting to listen to God he’s stubborn.
The devil is predominant in most people’s lives yet, he fails to listen to the Father, and His laws are easy but stern.

God says put no other God before me.
It’s not this writer speaking its God’s loving spirituality.
The Holy Bible is very clear about this.
Believing that the “Word” is the Son of God, Christ Jesus.

Christmas, Easter, are pagan holidays and it angers the Lord of Lords.
Remember all truths are in the Holy Bible see what Jesus says, He’s “The Word.”
Yes love and cheer is predominant this time of year.
Yet, “The Word” and what God says is very clear.

So on this coming Christmas pray that you see what the Father tells “Us”.
The evil one is still at large corrupting men, corrupting “The Word” our Savior Jesus.
God says in the Holy Bible let the Bible interpret God’s “Word” and to observe His Festivals.
Not those traditions set before man by the Evil Deceiver not just to love at yearly intervals.

The Holy Bible tells “Us” specifically that Jesus wasn’t born on this day.
Going back to the traditions of Babylon, see what the Bible says about this what we do and how we pray.
Just by not being in the Holy Bible these days should make “Us” truly see.
That God is God, His will be done, and by doing His laws and edicts wrong not observing His true Festivals corrupts our soul spiritually.


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The English Maiden and The Exiled Prince

In a castle far, far away,
An English maiden lived astray,
She’s as beautiful as the month of May,
Where flower blooms, day to day.

Outside the kingdom, there rests,
An exiled prince at every one’s detest,
A failure of his legacy and bequest,
In agony, in gloom, his fierceness suppressed.

An evil wizard captured the maiden,
In the carriage he tied her laden,
In the haunted forest he laid her hidden,
Where no man can enter and passage forbidden.

Town’s folk asked the exiled prince,
To rescue the maiden, they convince,
“Your Highness let your wrath evince,
Save the maiden, Oh mighty prince.”

The prince marched to the forest
Armed with sword, with armor and vest,
He searched every corner, every stone, unrest,
To look for the fair maiden, the beat of his chest.

A huge wolf with fiery eyes,
Attacked the prince with all its might,
He drew the sword and put up a fight,
And beheaded the wolf with a strike.

The evil wizard then cast a spell,
Of burning fires from the mouth of hell,
The prince’s armor bounced it back, expel
The wizard dropped death knell.

Towards the maiden, the prince rush
He wipes her tears with a plush,
With his fingers, her hair he brushed,
 “ Cry no more, my love, hush.”

He pulls the maiden close to his chest,
Where her face lays at rest,
With his loving arms he caress,
The lovely maiden in distress.

“From now on,” the prince swear
“You’re safe in my arms, anytime, anywhere,
I will let no harm, come to you I assure,
My sweet muse, you are secured.”

With his honor the prince avow
To love the maiden ‘til eternity and now,
Heartache and hurts, he will not allow,
To the touch the maiden, his sacred vow.


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Free me

Free me, I say free me
from the enternal damnation
of her death grip.
(I have no use, for love with her)
She does not know me,
She does not love me,
For if she would love me,
I'd love her back.

Come now, someone free me,
free me from the eternal hatred
that has grown between us.
I cannot take this torture anymore.
(My heart grows weak, my heart grows weak... I can't breath,
  I can't breath. She is crushing my windpipe! HELP ME!)

Listen I do not love you,
My heart belongs to someone else.
Someone who understands the pain I face.
I cannot love you, and will not love you, for my heart does not belong to you.

I pray to everything that is holy in this Godly, green Earth
Free me, free me!!
I say free me from this eternal torment and execute this monster!
(For my heart belongs to someone else.)


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Spirit to Fire

Don’t cross your woman
Unless you've lost your head
She could do like mine 
And not rest ‘til you’re dead

Could come call in the daytime
Or slip in at night
Scorned women are sneaky
Mine planned revenge right

Don’t limit your fear to 
knife poison or gun
She could look as mine did 
to drag out her fun

It may be harm to your body
Is her new heart’s desire
But mine called on black magic
To put my spirit in fire

It depends on the girl
Some don’t but some do
I was naive and believed
when mine said I forgive you

So don't do like me and risk
your spirit to fire
Rather Honor your woman
You'll see she keeps you as sire 







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The Preaching of the Gospel ls An Offense to the Lost

The Preaching of the Gospel Is An Offense!

Scripture says the preaching of the gospel,
 is an offense to the lost.
Christ’ followers should share HIS news!  No matter the cost!

It seems like many in church are walking in a spirit of fear.
Many would just rather live a life that’s “happy and secure.”

“Why tell others of God’s salvation?”  This may offend!
Why, it may even cost them to lose one of their “friends!”

Many don’t know enough of God’s word to share to another.
They have a hard enough time loving
their sister or brother!

God help us!  For the many who 
Who claim to be Christ’ believers!
Many have listened to the lies of the great deceiver!

Rather than being the person to preach the gospel this hour…
Many don’t seek the Lord’s wisdom,
 strength or power!

Ball games seem to have replaced a need for prayer…
Why witness to the lost?  Is there anyone who cares?

It’s no wonder why we live in a confused generation.
As many families don’t have Jesus as their foundation!

The gospel of Jesus Christ is the best news around!
It needs to be spread to every city, village and town!

May we all be stirred to preach the good news today!
And be stirred with the words that Christ has to say!

Whosoever will, come and drink of the life he gives!
And live by HIS gospel!  Each day that we live!

By Jim Pemberton  09/18/13


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Sleeping With The Devil's Wife

   SLEEPING WITH THE DEVIL'S WIFE
Some night you'll wake before morning
Sweatin to the oldies she will sing.
She'll make you think you're in Heaven...
Long enough to tell you ANYTHING...

And you'll believe her.

Some night you'll wake up hearing voices
Sweatin to the oldies of here life.
She'll never say you're in Heaven.
Or tell you you've been sleeping with the Devil's Wife.

She'll never tell you, you've been sleeping with the Devil's wife.

But you will KNOW.
You will know.

That's when you'll need her.
That's when you'll love her the most.
That's when you will die.
Sleeping with the Devil's wife.

That's when you will die.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


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Spiritual Believers

Up early one morning a few days ago,
Just couldn’t sleep I tried to figure out something I didn’t truly know.
Pondering, studying, the solution to this problem eluded me I was in dire straights.
My mind said, “Hurry it was major my anxiety was great.”

Being sick already it just added to my stress.
Having this insomnia added more to my duress.
Then in a split second my inner voice spoke directly to my conscience.
Told me. ”Be calm settle down and don’t worry.” It calmed me I was no longer anxious.

Let me say, thanks to the teachings of Christ the Savior His soft word settled me down.
You see’ Most Christians have this access to the voice, it is very profound.
In all of “Us” a human being has the spiritual soul all we have to do is listen to find it.
So when you have a problem, asks the Father, by the wisdom of the “Word” you’ll hear the Holy Spirit.

We all want that same thing in life, to love and to be loved, in love we should see.
A better world on the horizon after the tribulation a better earth spiritually.
Carnal man in pure selfishness has turned his back on the Father the evil one reign for now he’s alive and well.
Calmed down by the Holy Spirit my worries and problems are in the Father’s hand, I smiled because all of time will tell.

In all things God spiritually everywhere knows foremost that man’s time is at an end.
So brethren asking God for your life should be your priority, to forgive your sins, and start a new spiritual life within.
We all have to make the choice disobedience or blessings, our Father’s path or the evil one the master deceiver.
Soon our worries will be over God will send His son Jesus to intervene as we become spiritual believers.


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It Happened

I hated myself.
I hate myself 
I am hating myself.
Torture.
Is what I do to myself at 2:33am when I'm thinking about how much of a waste I've become, am becoming and how I think, think about how no difference will be made if I was not here. Walking, talking, eating, breathing, living. 
Just take it all away - it turns me upside down, inside out when I can't stop those wheels from turning in my head; they never stop - like some unstoppable tape record playing in my head- over and over and over again.
I don't sleep to good.
Maybe it's the way I say your name at that present moment in time and my mind automatically swells with 
Nostalgia.
Or maybe it's the way I always think of your pretty big eyes that are the perfect shade of brown in the midst of my sorrows. 
We once shared those. 
But now they're just unequally balanced upon my shoulders, wreaking havoc in the last of the ruins that have been provided.
Oh look what I've gone and done.
I wanted to be alone not lonely. 
I hate myself for what I have done to myself
Sadness is what I have become,
Consumed me in a way that is not visible to the naked eye- so only I can see.
It hits me at any given time of day - it slams against the mental capacity I have for the self loathing I have assimilated throughout my tiresome life.
All the self regret and self deprecation that has surfed through my mind during those lonely nights I laid there motionless and bitter have finally come and took over. 
My mind, body and soul.
My troublesome inner demons taunt me. We are no longer shy acquaintances, we are the best of friends who spend each passing hour of the day together. 
I don't want to live this way. Nor do I want to die this way, I'm entitled to spend the days of my life as openly and freely as I please but I still have sinking feeling - this clawing sensation, drawing me back to my sadness. Like a heroin junkie high as a kite - I'm addicted. And I don't know how. I'm addicted to my sadness and there's no cure for that.
I have to go now.
I have to cease this sharp self afflicted pain,
With the only way I know best.
There is a saying that says,
Destroy Anything That Destroys You
So I did. 


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The Tidal Wave

The Tidal Wave

I saw a tidal wave come in,
Raging winds and fierce water
Rushed,
Took the houses, cars, trees,
Street signs, park benches,
Pictures of loved ones
(Poor baby Louie, 3 years old washed away)
And along with all the power
It tore my heart out of my cage
And swept it out to the 
Endless seas,
And the great white sharks
Have their way with my heart.

Now bleeding and dying,
Pain follows me,
And I close my eyes,
And wish it all to be done.
Pray for me, I want pain no more.
See tears fall from the corners of my eyes,
As I breathe in and feel no heartbeat.
And they all look at me,
Faces of nomads and they snicker
At me,
I hang my head and cry tears,
But the tears were washed
Away in the tidal wave,
So I sit there,
Eyes closed
And I sleep the night away.

-10/2/2013-


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One December Night (The End)

One December Night
     (Continuation to the End)
    
All that year Santa had hoped and had tried to find a child's love that would strongly abide.  
But month after month he was given the boot.  It didn't matter whether he showed magic or 
gave them some loot.  Many children were selfish.  Not one gave a hoot.  
     Until one cold blizzard night, in a stormy plight, the frog rang the doorbell and walked 
right on in.  In the warmth of the house, after ousting the mouse, four children accepted the 
frog for his good.  It was a happy sight for the frog there that night.  Yes, they showed him 
great kindness and genuine love, the 
spirit of Christmas shown down from above.  The purest of love without expectations turned 
the frog into Santa who promptly gave each one hugs.  “I'll be back with my sleigh to leave 
gifts on Christmas night.  Thank you dear children for your gifts of love tonight.  Leave me 
some cookies.  I shall eat no more bugs!  He laughed as he juggled three gifts in the air.  
Then, soon disappeared out of sight by the moonlight.  
     The children, still laughing and squealing with joy, had broken a spell put on Santa 
last spring.  And the mean old witch that had made him a frog, sat sadly outside all alone on 
the log.  She had made him a frog with a croak, out of tune.  She wanted his voice instead of 
her own.  Christmas carols she had heard bring so much joy.  She could not carry a tune for 
one single song.  She had hoped she could sing if she stole Santa's voice. But the love from 
the children left her no choice.  The spell had been broken by love's sweetest choice. 
But while they were happily playing about, they noticed the wand from the brown bag lay 
out.  So they went to the witch and gave her a voice.  And taught her that goodness over bad 
is a choice.  So together they played with the now happy witch.  Who gave up her evil and to 
goodness did switch.  The gift of pure love and light in the world is a gift to all who give 
heaven a whirl.  For even the wickedest of wicked have some goodness in them.  So, 
encourage the right and to evil say, “Take a flight!”   (And let God be the judge…)

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 5, 2009

Inspired by:
Poetrysoup member's Contest Anything Goes! 	
Sponsored by: Constance La France  (I took you at your word... It's a LONG story.)


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Show Me

i want you to show me
the deepest part
of your consciousness

i want to see the twisted thoughts
the monsters
the horrors
that keep you up
screaming
late into the night 

i want to understand
the intricate 
and fragile design 
that is your mind

i want to meet your demons 
and hear the things
they whisper into your ear

i want to hold your hand
as they tear you apart
so you know
that you aren't alone.


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Curse of a Princess

Fairytales,
and butterflies,
in this story,
we begin with lies,
promises,
we never kept,
I should have held on tighter,
when you wept,
small mistakes,
on both our parts,
added up,
to shred our hearts,
creeping shadows,
behind the flowers,
in what we thought,
were our finest hours,
talking grass,
crystal snow,
in our lie of love,
a hidden foe,
the evil witch,
her claws aimed to kill,
t'was she who pushed you,
down the hill,
a broken crown,
a forgotten well,
to live without you,
was her spell,
an evil curse,
she cast in spite,
although we loved, 
with all our might,
kept apart,
by what was said,
in regret,
our hearts bled,
watch from afar,
speak in vein,
a curse taken course,
inflicted pain,
and so it began,
with love and lies,
our fairytale ends,
and we both die...


Details | I do not know? | |

The Land of Arcadela (Part Two)

The tortured Princess,
The sunshine Knight,
The evil monsters, 
Are all at war.

With themselves. 
With each other.
Why oh why, 
is the night so dark. 

They were in love,
But he had a secret.
He betrayed his darling princess,
And gave her back to the evil monsters.

Now the land of Arcadela is in chaos.
She fights for her life in the endless night.
He wallow in self hate, no longer so bright.
The secret of the Knight has a secret of her own. 

The secret is a witch, an evil so great she makes the monsters cower.
Putting spells on the sunshine Knight.
Who is no longer so bright.
She has another secret, a plan, to destroy the land of Arcadela.


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Devotion

Everything on this earth has a start from somewhere.
So there has to be a creation, in essence there has to be a Creator.
Our spiritual Father like any other parent wants a loving family.
In love He demands obedience for us to gain His Spirituality.

All knowing all seeing, by the loving breath, He created life.
Knowing wanting us not to be lonely He gave Adam his wife.
Paradise a peaceful loving place, a paradise named Eden.
Where man had peace, love choice and freedom.

Enter the evil deceiver the one many eons before who was cast to this earth.
God understood Adam was flawed that he would fail miserably; He knew what was to happen way before Adam’s birth.
Our Father wants us by choice to love Him, understand with His glorious power; He could completely destroy us.
Our true love, devotion, trust, like a parent to sons, is what the Father wanted, to trust the “Word” His son Jesus.

Now we are in the final end of times, ending mans reign.
To go through the tribulation to suffer horrors and feel real pain.
No one listens to God His Holy Bible collects dust on shelves.
His laws edicts and warnings are ignored we have brought shame on ourselves.

Now we have “The Word” His teachings have stood the test of time.
This nonsense turning from God is a dangerous path the evil knows He’s committed the ultimate crime.
Our Father in love created Lucifer and gave him a great voice..
Disobedient like a child, vanity caused him to be cast from His sight he let Lucifer make his choice.

In mans thoughts God gives wisdom but yet they transgress, their personal needs overweighs all.
They ignore God’s laws, edicts His demanded festivals, they fail to hear the intercessors “Word” His loving call.
God has set His time and place, Satan will be bonded; All that is wrong with God’s earth will be transformed.
All should thank God for His benevolent patience taking what is disgraceful to Him, allowing us a chance to reform.

It’s not for all to understand God is God. He loves His creations and His will, will be done.
No man, no council, no referendums will stop the killing suffering man at the end of this age will be gone.
To understand God? Read the Holy Bible, not just read but ask the Holy Spirit to direct and give you answers.
God’s kingdom, told by “The Word” is in the Holy Bible no matter any human thought or plan, God will live on this earth with His children forever.


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When Looking in to the Eyes of an Angel

What beauty in this angel's eyes?
A single glance is all it takes
To capture the heart and soul of a thousand men,
And mine have been ensnared a thousand times or more.
One look, I fell,
And still I fall.
Endless and infinite depth,
These are no mortal eyes.
So dark, so deep,
Yet illuminated from no earthly place.
There are no words that can be used
By this poor mortal fool,
To express the beauty and the sense
That is conveyed by just one glance
In to an angel's soul.
She claims there is evil within these darkest orbs,
But I say, no, my love,
In truth I'm sure there is no room for evil to reside.
For each night, I saw God in your eyes.


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Crossroads

At the crossroads where the devil lurks behind the old, dying tree,
near the cotton plantations that mold green and grey with age
turn to relics of the brutal Southern past.

Hear the southern bell sing her sweet song
to her Negro runner, as she watches him turn and blow her a kiss goodnight,
a Romeo and Juliet love affair,
that stops at the crossroads of black and white.

Near those run-down shacks is where she hid him,
till the night came overhead,
and that dirt road is were they left together,
on a big, white stead to the North,
till a shotgun blast silenced the night,
and ended the love that flew sweaty in the air,
like the death of a mockingbird.

The Devil himself took a soul back down to hell,
and the crossroads painted red with hatred and pain.
Dead young lovers hand and hand,
a picture painted in southern heat
on a Monday morning in a black and white newspaper,
written in black and white,
that's all it was, two colors that go good together.

.2.2.2014.


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The Knight

Fire and smoke, and ashes of black.

The tale only told,

On a white marble plaque.



Destruction, distraughtion, never foretold.

Til this day, by a knight,

So brave, and so bold.



A camp, set a light, and burnt to the ground,

By an evil, so dark,

Set homeward bound.



They met on a Friday, and agreed to a fight.

Both ready, and armed,

It would start at midnight.



Stood in a circle, that was drawn on the floor.

Facing each other,

Audience cheering for gore.



A bang of the gong, and the battle began.

The knight gave one hit,

And the evil man ran.



Archers took aim, and fired their load.

The knight turned away,

And into the sunset, he rode.



Now I ask you, dear princess, can I be your prince?

Don’t you see, I’m the knight,

Have been ever since.


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The Last Great Day - Evil

10/13/12 ----------------------------------------- “Evil is an ever present fact of life" But one day, evil will become a thing of the past Do we really want a world without evil? As for me, I am sick of it Can you believe the pain and sorrow flooding this world? Strumming heartstrings—doing nothing The bad keeps them excited The evil leaves me frightened I can’t wait for the Last Great Day The end of the damn-age Where everyone will have their last glimpses Of the evil we have suddenly learned to embrace Healing the minds of so many will not be easy But I am willing to heal the evil Rather than willing to feed it


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The Raven and the Dove

The dark raven’s soulful flight goes singing Where an evening song bird blends in the skies Making flight into the grand wilderness Tender is the dove that goes up and flies The two birds as one entwine together But they are like two different beings The raven so dark and evil attacks While the dove, full of love, counters and sings White brightens around the darkest raven Suffocating the raven’s great powers And takes the life right out of the raven Darkness lost, dove conquers all that cowers Flying, the dove coos in joyful triumph Reaches the death of the raven below Resurrects the bird as a dove, and now They go along together as one show
Russell Sivey


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GHAZALS OF RAJAT 1-6

Words are beads O poet, in your rosary, for counting tears
Who else can but you to make strings of clouddrops of tears?


Promises are fulfilled, days departed, my eyes dried like parchment
Caravans move on, the desert road, who will wipe a bird’s tears? 

Let me go back to my island O lord, to live with my people, with peace
Who wants dark days dropping like evils on the lake of tears?


Friends are funny until their claws scratch the widows of my love
Have you got friends those have not loosened your teeth or made you shed tears?


Moon is like a golden dish full of egg poach, fried fish, succulent meat and pulao
Beggars say its god’s wish; they have to keep their hunger aflame; does a fakir shed tears?


Merchants do business and cross thousands of miles to sell their wares
Only God knows how many shadows wait for their return and shed unaccountable tears.


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Monsters and Sunshine (Part One)

They were dark evil monsters. 
They snatched her up and put curses on her. 
They tore at her skin and ate away at her soul. 
She was a tortured princess, begging to die.

He was her savor, he slayed the evil beings.
He wrapped her in sunshine, he showed her what warmth was.
He cured her wounds and healed her soul.
She couldn't believe her luck that he had found her. 

Then she fall in love with him. 
And she found out that he was not her knight.
He belonged to another. 
One so different then her. 

Why would you do this she asked. 
He didn't know. Her beautiful knight,
Could not answer her question. 
Who could he not live with out. 

He couldn't come up with an answer. 
The facts kept alluding her sun. 
So he chose the easy way out. 
He threw her back to the monsters.

Torn and chewed up once again. 
Because of her beautiful knight. 



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True Love's Kiss

“The princess shall prick her hand on a spindle and die.”
  
Out of sheer jealously
- No other reason-
An evil fairy placed such a wicked spell
Upon a baby girl
 
Such an act of hatred
Towards such a person who had done nothing wrong
 
And ever since she was condemned to a life
She had neither wanted nor asked for
 
Awaiting a prince no one could be sure would come
To give her true love’s kiss
And make leave the spell undone.

 
“Queen, you are full fair, it is true, but Snow White is fairer than you.”
 
Upon the Queens jealous orders
A huntsman is ordered to kill
A sweet innocent girl
 
Once again she had done no harm
Nothing to cause the new queen pain
 
“You are to return with her heart.”
 
The huntsman, unable to do so,
Tried to trick the queen
But to no avail
 
Soon the queen devised a plan
So evil and cunning
 
She handed her a poisonous apple
And watched as she fell
 
But again true love kiss
Brought her out of death’s painful grip.
 
Moral of the story?
 
Bad people will always
Do bad things 
To good people
Who don’t deserve it
 
But your true love
Is always there
To kiss 
The pain away


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Love me why

You must love me ? love me, why? as how cruel is my heart,
                 how cruel has my quest for love come to this end...
how cruel that I found my true love only to find his heart numb to my own.

And now why carry on this life knowing this to be true!
I searched forever to find that my true love really exists but how evil is this..

As my quest has taken the women out of me and replaced my being with a harsher me.
That woman I was so long ago still lives within me she just had to go!
And now I stand here before his heaven with no way of entering the future with my true 
kindred soul,

Instead I shall end up in hell with so much woe as he will never love me it is my end I 
know and that's my own sentence forever to be in graved in my heart.
That my quest to find him took me further away from his heart.

Can I change into a bird and fly away tonight unheard?
Can I sink into the ocean and become lost forever in the darkest seas?

It is never to be for some one like me , to hold his hand in mine that fits into my fingers 
in twined,
No babies shall I ever hear cry as that too has been taken from me.

And now my quest to find true love is over, my tears, my broken heart, my fears are not 
finished that is for sure,
As now I have to watch him slowly disappear forever.. into his life,
I shall cry his name into the dark night until my voice has no sound, 
As my quest to find his heart has torn me apart and now that I am so damaged and so 
filled with past hurts..

The path that I took left me this way and now my heart will never be filled by another,
As I found him too late that's my life lesson, that instead of just settling with all the 
wrong hearts and trying to make it  become what it could never be. 

Take me now and let my life in this time be forgotten,as the next life time I shall save all 
the mistakes and stupid heartaches and keep on my quest to find him before any one 
can stop me trick me into false fate.

My end is to never be with the love I have finally found but to spend the next years 
being held by the emptiness of knowing my love is alive but in his eyes I am the walking 
dead..



I wish him love, I wish him peace, I wish i had never found him at all, as the search kept 
me hopeful now I am filled with rage and despair ...... 

If I take my life will it bring me back to the start or will i live forever in this dark black 
cold space as the evil underneath is hell that is for me .. but can it be any more painful 
than my own hell I live in today and now forever more.






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true prayer

Resurectoin knows no bounds with you Lord!Plain is me but great is my reward!Your 
salvation is  the blood of your love and the faithful you reward!May 777 be written 
on my forhead for eternity!May my life be a testimony unto you lord and father!Itell 
you that your Father is my Father oh,Christ!My Father Johovia please there are 
rightous ones here,I am thine Angel Father!Never will I stray!Never will I give up on 
pruity and faith!Never will evil trimuph against your annoited!My faith is you Father 
and my blood is your blood!Going into life I feared for them Father not myself!Guide 
me great Johovia,greet me every moring!I am thine faithful and do great works with 
faith alone!Love me Jesus and hold my hand daily and I will live for you!Sounds of 
beautiful music and the pruity of the soul I miss oh,FatherI crave thy warmth 
Johvia,great God arise too me and show them my your beautyand may they feel the 
pruity of thine own soul great Holy spirit!Live my life for me,breath into my nostrils 
when I am dead bringing back too life!Love them as you love me your pure and 
faithful!Thou eyes are as pure clear lighting!Love me Father when they lock me 
away!Let your people find me father!Let evil be destoyed in the name of 
rightousness!You are rightous in every way.everyday is your Father!Love me Father!


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Ive transgressed my love towards more universal things than Ladys since I wrote this

C this jay aint the only thing on fire, displayed faint plea's lonely things conspire, 
I believe in world's where nature is shyer, I bleed in this 1 til evil expires, 
im tired, now exhausted from agnostic peers, manifesting 
contesting to use their worst fears, to entertain 
or contain you, god forbid it be a kid you 
re-framed to attain to, due to the 
benefit of self progression, still 
wary of scary ways they 
suppress in, forcing your 
mind to remind spirit, "I 
understand you're a man 
and won't fear it", "but the 
frequency of commute is so high 
they don't hear it". I was told by the 
wise you cant pry third eye's open, I unfold 
by surprise easy words that I've spoken, I attract 
to exact power peers who have woken, we share the 
same care for the weak and the broken, im feeling the yielding
of light in my being, believing is seeing so love is conceding, lonely to 
the only misses, who were born into evil and grow into misfits, I consider 
the every, the any, and all, I'm prepared forever to catch angels that fall.. 
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Walk into the light

As from darkness turned to the light                                                                           now dwelling in what is made right                                                                            Steps must be made you as He harkens                                                                        turned to the light As from darkness *                                                                                                                        Walking into the day fears are conquered                                                                        a fearful sight how bright so much stronger                                                                More fearful is shivering in the cold way                                                                    Fears are conquered walking into the day           *                                                                                                                                   It is forever alone a line is drawn                                                                                    A choice that is yours as the pain suffers on                                                                 with blackened wings death comes to each his own                                                          A line is drawn it is forever alone *                                                                                                                          Unless you embrace true love you must stay                                                                  as in darkness blinded by satan’s dismay                                                                        or walk into Jesus and fly like the dove                                                                        You must stay unless you embrace true love


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Blinded By Darkness

I was blinded by darkness
Not knowing where I planted each footfall
I had a body I had a heart
I had a mind and most of all a soul
I thought I was alive with happiness and joy
Alive with peace in my soul
But I was wrong dead wrong
I was all but dead to the world
It was Death that captured and trapped me
In a grave not letting go of me
In the end not knowing it was little ol’ me
Trying to breathe trying to fight my way out
Thinking I was almost there to the top but not even moving
I thought I was justified by my negativity and actions
Not knowing it was trapping me further down
Displaying the ignorance of my ways without caring for the ones I loved
The pain of it that was caused went noticed 
Everyone telling me but not realizing it until now
Letting the deceit and evil willingly roll off my tongue
Thinking I was always right on everything
Thinking that all I need was the trust of man
No matter how long I sat by the fire I was cold
Even when the sunlight was resting upon my skin
I was still ice cold as Death’s very own 
I did not think that life would be this dead within
The darkness of the ice cold abyss of the grave yard
Picking and choosing what to do seems right but it wasn’t
Trying again and again until finally picking up the one thing 
That I thought would not help me in the long run
Thinking that I had all the love in the world 
Knowing that nothing can bring me down was one
Of the biggest lies I made myself believe for so long
Thinking I had fait and love in my life but I was wrong
And in the end all there  is was nothing but darkness 
Deceit and evil rolling off the tongues of you so called 
People walking blindly through the shadows
Of the ever present grasp of Deaths darkest abyss
Of all the wickedness that has been committed in my life 
Why now has the Mighty Father and Mother given me a second chance 
Why have they forgiven me of my sins without a second thought
Have I really forgiven myself so the Father the Mother and the Divine
To enter my body my mind my heart and my soul
Has the Lord and the Lady really seen that I have been trying to 
Change and to become an adult woman mentally so my 
Husband can rely on me in the time of need like now
I thought I was ready to begin a life with kids 
Until I realized that I am still one myself
How will the Lord and Lady tell me when I am ready to have
The family I want with my husband who is my soulmate 
All I can do is wait ever so patiently for the moment
The Lord and Lady will tell me when I am ready 
Inside that dark grave a white light came to me
With a hand to pull me out of my hole I dug and saved me
From my own condemned version of hell after praying 
They deliver me from my sins and the trespasses I’ve done
What are people going to do when they see me 
Completely changed after the long visit to LCJ
God and Goddess thank you for saving my when I thought 
There was no way for me to be saved and unworthy of it
Again thank you for everything I currently have
In my life my wonderful loving husband that only
Sees the potential in me all the time and the love he 
Gives so unconditionally to me even when I 
Do wrong in his eyes or the law’s eyes please 
Show him the same lovingkindness and forgiveness you 
Have so heavily laid on me to realize and forgive 
Myself and those around me like I should
Have so long ago when you tried to show me the light
I have forgiven myself of the anger and hate I had
For my adopted family and now it is in the past I cannot 
Change that but however I can change how the future 
Goes by what I say and plan to do now today
I can look back not so long ago the darkness that 
Covered my eyes then and hope the light keeps the veil away
I can see all the negative emotions that were running 
And controlling me I had no idea what to do 
Now I am grateful for the things I have for 
The things I have come to realize on top of everything
I am the most thankful to you in my life 
When I thought I did not deserve the love 
And the care you have shown me 
 
Love is for an eternity, not just a second, minute, hour or even a day. 


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Story Rings True Now

Will I go with the beast Or will I strangle it Just to go and drop the hint Openness escapes me The devil is in my arms May I beat him down With my souls essence A dynasty is within me A gross of pelicans lift me Taking me highly above To where Satan cannot find me I shall conquer the essence Of horrid and painful evil That envelops my very being Should destroy it all And bring my soul higher Or shall I stay in horror With each day deflating me I will succeed in success And my soul with fly Love will defeat all death The harmonious realm bends Moves to my joyful will Luck isn’t the life force Hope and faith and Love Bring me to victory Slamming the end of time Into nothingness The story rings true now And peace is in my heart And love is the focal point And is the center of my existence For all time, forever
Russell Sivey


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HOLD UP THAT SWORD

Hold up that sword
when truth is violated...
don't destroy everything and everyone:
only evil must end for peace to survive!
Fight better than a warrior with a bloody urge
who seeks victory and revenge;
what satisfaction is there in being alive...
after all enemies are wounded and gone?
They would never learn love, but die tormented
as marthyrs, slaves and peacemakers have!


Hold up that sword,
by speaking your command
when peace is broken
and havoc spreads quicker than fire...
to bring all another dire:
remember Attila when he ransacked Rome?
Chalithra, have more compassion
towards mortified people who have been exploited:
you must explain to them that's wrong to be enslaved...
without having the vision of a place called, " Home. "


Barbarians were those who trashed everything
and killed, but they lived in different times:
violence against order and civility;
today there's another evil arising:
greed for power against truth and humility...
Chalithra, carefully choose your allies!


Character: Chalinthra


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A Cemetery's condo

Every morning, an overview of death’s tombstones is perched outside my window taunting 
and haunting me with the scent of a hollow kiss.  The worst case is not this thing called death 
but the abuse of love that my parents fill into my bruised soul, a child I am no more but I 
can still remember the time I cried as one and cried and cried until the face of a frustrated 
mother came to ease my pain, and her own unease mind.  Disorder clouded my mind but as 
a child I did not fully understand what these emotions where, for is a mother not there to 
ease her Childs pains, and is a mother not there also to ease her children’s emotional pains.  
I can vouch that my physical pain was eased but spiritually my emotions ran wild like a pack 
of wolfs searching for the hunter who wielded with him the ax grief.  I respect my parents 
like any child should, and I disobey them like any child shouldn’t, but what I feel towards 
them is different than disobedient and anger. It feels as if loath itself is creeping up into my 
heart then into my head like the words of a woman who clouds all sense of reasoning.  I 
laugh but I cannot truly feel happy even when they do try to appease me in the way I want 
to be appeased or so they do think for we never truly speak. I love them; I loathe them, for 
I am an outcast even amongst outcasts for they say they know pain but not all pain is 
physical for trauma has kissed and slept inside my heart but has it done the same in theirs 
also. I shall never know for trauma has chained us into the comfort of its hellish bed and 
sealed our lips like everything that is true in life. I am loath now, I am pain now, I am evil 
incarnate, but I am an evil whose pain and loath seek nothing but the comfort of peace. 
Every morning I wake, and an overview of death’s tombstones is perched outside my 
window taunting and haunting me with the scent of a hollow kiss and I wonder when is the 
day that I will fall prey under the temptation of its kiss. Death is literally around the corner 
for I live by a cemetery’s condo.


* Just a story but i have put SOME of my feelings and my own life experience in there.





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Sins and Virtues Chapter One

Covered in darkness wearing a veil of evil.  The bride stands before her groom and a vile host of
wedding guests.  The heat and hate that filled the air was so thick that they all choked on it.
Baffled and amazed that Lust the biggest slut ever was about to wed Greed.  Everyone watched 
with anticipation as a union of sin was joined in unholy matrimony.  The words that flowed from 
the mouth of Pride the priest cut through the air like swords.  "Disgustingly wicked we have come
together in the presences of demonic forces to behold the joining of this devil and slut in unholy 
matrimony.  This band and covenant of marriage was established by evil in darkness.  Lust will 
you have Greed to be your husband; to live together in the covenant of marriage?  Will you obey him,
lay with him, and fulfill his sexual desires as long as you both shall live?"  With the flames of hell burning in her eyes Lust answers "I will".  "Greed will you have Lust to be your wife; to live together in the covenant of marriage?  Will you supply and adorn her with riches as long as you both shall live?"  With a twinkle in his eyes that sparkles like gold Greed answers "I will".  "By the powers invested in evil the bride and groom may kiss".  As their lips touched their wedding guests were as silent as a corpse.  Turning her back to the wedding guests Lust throws a bouquet of Poison Ivy and 
Venus Flytraps over her head.  Stepping in front of Soth, Envy snatches the bouquet out of the air.  "Nice catch Envy" said Sloth with slow slurred speech.  "Thank you Envy and I do believe green is more my color".  Turning around to see who caught the bouquet Lust wasn't a bit surprise to see Envy holding the Poison Ivy and Venus Flytraps.  "Well Envy I guest your next to wedded off" stated Lust.  Pride motions for Hatred to release the owls.  Unlocking the huge cage Hatred releases the owls.  Slow to take flight the great owls flap their wings and ascends into the darkness.  "Let's get the party started.  Turn on the music" yelled Greed.  As the sins partied the night away.  The sun came rising in the country Tranquility.  "Are you ready to spend all eternity together?"  Loyalty asked Love as they stood on their balcony.  "My dear, dear, husband soon to be.  You already know the answer to the question you ask".  As Loyalty and Love stand locked in a warming embrace being kissed by the rays of the sun.  The two share a kiss of their own.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Green Poet


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IS GOD RIGHT

Is God righteous? He lets babies die.
Is He fair? He hears the hungry cry.
Evil men live lives of comfort and ease.
The good have many a reason to grieve.

Tyranny blossoms while freedom struggles;
Catastrophe comes to multiply troubles.
Strife and contention everywhere grow;
The reason for this – does anyone know?

The answers come through humble introspection.
God finds no pleasure in Man’s dereliction.
He displays his plan of a future resurrection,
Even explains the mystery of Satan’s infection.

Yet, Satan is God’s devil, temporarily to rule;
Just as the black cloth accentuates a jewel.
He’s made for God’s purpose – calamity to strew;
God’s greatness reveal, and forgiveness to show.

Nay – but Oh man, will to God you reply;
Why did you make me, if only to die?
Who is the clay to reply to God so:
Potter, Creator ? - he’s your owner, you know.

If life on earth is as the blink of an eye,
To life eternal – it’s foolish to reply.
God declares He is just, as His attributes cite,
And proves He’s unlimited in all of His might.

There must be good reason, His wrath to be shown,
And just as he promised, the good seed was sown.
Is He not worthy our worship to hold?
-As He gathers his own sheep to the fold.

Questioning God results of superstition.
Man is measured by his inward condition.
God is known only as he, himself reveals.
Revelation displays what superstition conceals.

Glory to God’s son seems the purpose indeed:
His love made manifest, as the prisoners go free.
The Creator creates what is pleasing to him.
It’s all of Holy Design, and nothing of whim.

John 15:13 Greater love hath no man, than he lay down his life for his friends.
Job 1:21 The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Rom 9:20 & 2 Shall the thing formed say unto him that formed it – why hast thou 
made me thus? Hath not the potter power over the clay?
Isa. 35:6 & 7 I am God, and there is none other: I form the light and create darkness; 
I make peace and create evil – I the Lord do all these things.
Matt.20:15 Is it not lawful for me to do what I will with mine own? Is thine eye evil 
because I am good? 


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Your Two Sides

angels among us in our heads they reside battling demons who lead us astray struggles with conscience are easier for some at first I saw Dr. Jekyll’s kindness in your eyes Mr. Hyde was well hidden until something happened within then it was evil that took over your life the greatest example of bipolar on record Mr. Hyde steals souls do you feel you have no choice? physical, mental and emotional abuse surfaced unexpectedly frightening all who came to know this side although I escaped Mr. Hyde’s wrath many succumbed to his malevolence no one can adjust to two personalities good and evil battle for your soul split personalities seeking control you may not even know Hyde exists there will be no love for Mr. Hyde so when you feel him tugging for power cast his wicked ways aside if you can be either choose gentle Dr. Jekyll so you might find love again
*Entry for Yasmin’s “Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde” contest


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Vampire

To cause someone such a pain was not enough
Than to choke the void with shame would conquer love
To give someone this emptiness as a gift
You would fill the box with lies and wrap it up with promises 

So reach inside I just dont care
You wont find anything in there
Just a broken heart made of clay 
And arteries filled with a bitter taste 
I just thought I could be your friend
But your fangs were sharp in the end
What I see in your eyes is a liar
The beautiful death of my vampire

Turn on the TV to turn the silence down
Because the voices from inside they echo loud
Feeling dragged until the finger nails are all torn out
As the taste of my dying pleasure drips from your mouth

So rip my heart out through my spine
I'm sure it won't hurt as bad this time
You see Im not made from paper mache
I will not easily tear and just blow away
So you won't crumble me up again
And throw me away with the wind
My bitterness has cut a frown into your smile
The beautiful death of my vampire
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ssssssssss

The depths of her awareness of love and all things dangerous was as deep as a bottomless pit. Knowing that venom from a man such as he would surely be her demise,she  took her chances,"Surely this one is the very one to save my war torn soul!" He's too sweet to poison her!! Too gentle to squeeze the life out of her!! His love is real she told herself,over and over again until at last he drained her dry. Oh how she cried when he told her goodbye! He didn't bother to lie...in the grass and play dead.He slithered on down the road to find another lover to sink his hatred and betrayal into.....


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Walk in Park

Oh there is so much to see as depicted on the news
Keeping you from being free always giving you the blues
From dreary to oppressive sometimes melancholy to downright depressing
It is it’s very own life that you give as it is you who keeps addressing

So much could be considered gloom just look around
But give him not a room and by him you won’t be bound
Look through his shallow being as you stare him in his face
Tell him what you’re seeing in the seeing of God’s Glory and Grace

Yes he will be persistent and rarely does he back down
For on ruin he is bent and he revels in your frown
He will never just leave as he takes even more control
Oh how satan can deceive in order to steal one’s soul

But his day has come and his time is now done
No need to be glum having the Glory of God’s Son
Now so powerless having so little control
For life is not a mess but instead an amazing stroll 


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Dead silence 8

What the hell are you doing?
Look at you, look
I said.
your flesh goes crazy and you can not control anything.
touch it
do it somehow
go out into the street and tell them you are not different.
**** her
and close her wounds
be perfect
waxes her if that is required.
they will never know that their love
is not your love.


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Note From a Dirty Old Man To the Hurtin' Virgin with a Plan

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wishing well, wish them well and sell me your sex and your candy!
it's hell and it's storming outside at two nineteen in the am morning,
dawning cums too soon, and damn it I'm hungry and I'm horny.
wishing well I can smell you and I can tell too, you want just what I got for you.
slide my way, convey that curve, serve that nervous purr right over here. steer 
me in. let me tickle you dear, if your cunt was aligned with your ear, I'd wax 
that true and through just to feel what you hear, Do you hear me wishing well? 
Don't you shy away and get all pissy! I know you've missed me with all that 
classy ass, finally figured out it would never last, from the way they won't let you kiss me. listen missy, I know you know what I've got and honey dew you know it's name is the TRUTH, well Truth be sold the well's getting cold, only one thing left to do. Letme dig dig deep deeper into my sack of gold, Truth be told, the Truth certainly hurts and you can't handle it honestly loosening your folds. Lay back baby doll, blindfold those crystalline eyes, sigh sigh, lose control, the fat facts are swollen inside your watering hole, deep deep beneath your thighs. listen listen, glisten as I christen your cries. Wishing Well, we both can tell this Truth serum's swell has cast a spell that crests the ocean when you lie. don't lie to me. the Truth gets drier when you try. the Truth will bruise and ruin your pie.
mean whipped cream right in your lusty crusty eye. What a dirty old man AM I!  
To De-Virgin-ize Skinny You with Girthy TRUTH to soothe your sinful LIES...


Details | Rhyme | |

'Evil Vocations'

As near unto perfect as verbal rule,
By golden rule we go to school,
But spins of wisdom’s perfect,
Do not occur above one’s neck.

For the demons of the mind,
Are, seeking a place to find,
Within one’s education,
Places of evil vocation.

So send evil imagination,
On an extended vacation,
By using your information,
To offer a moral oblation.

For all passions built in pride,
Create one hellish ride,
But in it’s proper place,
Passions of grace have a race.

Now in love truth’s scheme,
Very peaceful and supreme, 
Is as lover’s expected dream,
All would desire it would seem.

But very seldom the case,
In demons of mind’s race,
Thou in Love no sorrows added,
For truth is mercy padded!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

Cupid's Grudge

I feel sorry for you
cupid had a grudge 
and gave your love to me
he must have had a bad day 
too many broken hearts 
on the Richter scale
he woke up tired (hung over)
and sailed to Dallas
Oak cliff, to a little house
-top floor
snuck in quietly 
disturbing the door
He heard your prayers
in empty rooms
he had a grudge
and made a chore of your love
soon he convinced and prodded you 
- to
my place of negative space
empty and void, but charming
my face, kind
It’s a defensive smile 
a mask to believe
for denial to deceive
not of malice or evil intent
but for love
someone bent
against my chest
under my arm
close consent to all I’m not 
He had a grudge to do you harm 
in empty rooms
but still with peace
some joy 
-and now your love is turned out 
unprotected
obese
I feel sorry for you 
I wouldn’t even love myself 
if I didn’t have to brush my teeth 
and my son, my son.
He needs strength
so I fake what I can
steal the rest 
yes - 
He had a grudge
the evil fairy
but no one can stop the arrows thrust 
when we love 
we simply 
must

 


Details | I do not know? | |

"Instruction, Destruction"

“Instruction, Destruction”

Satin evil intrigues us so that he’s devastation enables souls to glow, Killing the 
impossible of any growth, Leading to the fires of his satisfaction by implying his 
whispers in our actions, where did such evil evolve but I found the answer to this 
problem I solve, blessed among greatness and his power, he could’t even 
understand the knowledge upon by the hour, So he used greed of seconds to 
devour, Banished from the heavenly kingdom beneath the earth, But from the 
beginning of man kind he simply was the curse of, Destruction,
But by Instructions this darkness turns into miracles of life, Joy is love and by this 
it shall cover the night, So light brings forth faithful things, Turning Satin 
nightmares into wonderful dreams, Anointed by my Savior presence and blessed 
with my eyes seeing miraculous scenes by following my father, Instructions.


Details | Free verse | |

Love not war

In war we see ugly visions
faces of  blind twisted hate,
clouds in bitter conflict
dimming loves light.

Armed with the Devil's tools
inflicting mass cruelty,
evil destruction killing innocence
rape plundering 
families sanctuaries 
peace overturned.

Tortured with pain,
leaving a legacy of hurt
laced with suffering scars,
mourning rivers of tears.

Killing machines trained
without feelings,
sorrow flows humbly
upon fields of battle,
soaking the earth
blood of our brothers 
spilt upon the soil.

Drenched weeping ,
love is an angel of peace,
forever living inside 
guiding each and every one of us,
finding the beauty in this world
not Hell bent on her destruction,
light of eternal joy and truth
shines always in the end.











Details | Free verse | |

Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil

The tears have stopped flowing now 
As I buried him deeply in the garden  
Amongst the lilacs and jasmine trees 
Where he could breathe their delicious scent 
And their petals could softly caress his skin 

The cinder blocks of disappointment 
Mark his eternally silent grave 
Cold and ascetic against the rich foliage
As if I wished for him to stand out against such beauty 
Yet still be touched by it, an ever present memorial

For inside the beautiful garden of my mind
Where he had once walked so freely 
Trampling wildly with no concern for the consequences 
Not caring if anything would ever grow there again
So I entombed him there as a reminder, of all that once was 

His memory serving to show me what was savagely taken 
Used and abused and then thrown to the wind 
Emotions laid waste, gnawing at the beauty 
Inciting the madness of good and evil 
As they battle endlessly within this garden

Memories of love replaced by those of hate,
Churning inside of me, the good urging me to let go
The evil relentlessly pursuing my ire 
Like a warm coat evil protects from the misery 
While the good encourages the self incrimination

And so it is midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
My demons restlessly guide my steps 
With now silent tears that water my imagination 
And cement my resolve with a sense of resilience 
For after this night I will cry no more...

 


Details | I do not know? | |

A Fool's Dream

I dream
I dream of life away from this cage
A life free of pain
Free of shackles 
Free of chains 
The more I struggle the more the noose tightens
Is it my fate to die like this?
Like an animal?
I can hear his footsteps in a distant
Heavy and rough
His laugh cold, my tormentor...
I fight him no more
Is it my fate to die like this?
His whip breaks my spirit
His knife stabs my soul
My tormentor
My monster
Will I be free of this hell?
Will I dance with the stars?
Sing with the moon?
Find love…
But it is just a fantasy
A fool’s dream
I will die like this
An old memory
A cold night story
A shadow in the darkness
But I will not be alone
My tormentor, my monster
His eyes, a mirror to my hell
I will die like this
Forgotten…but not alone


Details | Romanticism | |

Evil amor

Raised to be evil in this world,
Destroying everything and everyone,
But once I saw and meet you I couldn’t do it,
You were the fully opposite of me and I fell in love with you,
Everyday that went by I loved you more and more,
But hiding my past too you afraid of your reaction towards me,
Everyday together our love grow stronger,
Who was to think opposite were meant to be together and love each other, 
I loved you and you loved me,
I trusted you and you trusted me,
I was happy and so were you,
Then I was to find out that it wasn’t all as I saw,
Confessing to me that she was once like me,
But changed her evil ways to find her true love,
As I did found my true love begin evil and turning good,
Not everything is as you see at the end we were both evil,
It’s ok to change but never hide what you are.


Details | I do not know? | |

The heart and mind of a souless man

The heart and mind of a souless man,
is a coward and a pety thef,
who steals love from others
to feel satisfied.
And even in the end,
they're still not satisfied.


Details | Rhyme | |

With Christ YOU CAN Overcome

With Christ…   You Can Overcome!



One of the things I don’t understand, Is the wickedness throughout this land. I’ve often thought and have pondered. How can this evil continue much longer? It’s amazing what man will do to each other. How people treat their sisters and brothers! The Bible says that the heart is wicked above all things. We can testify to the destruction an evil heart brings! In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within… As we come to Christ and confess our sin! Why not allow Christ to make you complete? Lay your every burden and worry at his feet! He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears. His perfect love will cast out your fears! He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken. With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken! Your heart will be strengthened and renewed! His words of life are like “heavenly food.” By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome! Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won! By Jim Pemberton


Details | ABC | |

The Cat

 He's a silent hunter,
with a murderous heart,
and he doesn't care,
what he tears apart,
he is very independant,
and cunning to,
and if your his prey,
then you are through,
he has a ravinish blood lust,
that he can't contain,
and if he don't kill,
he'll go insane,
he may seem like a sweet little kitty,
but trust me people,
he is witty,
don't let those purrs,
and cuddles fool,
he has many concealed weapons,
he'll use as a tool,
he has needle sharp teeth,
and 5 dagger claws,
on each and everyone,
of his cute little paws.


Details | Epic | |

Stand Alone

In the light of the dark
In the dark of the light
Standing alone are the Heroes
Against evil they fight
Evil lurks
At every turn
Any given moment
Ones soul may burn
True are the ones
That make that final stand
Freedom they have sought
Throughout this land
Some died when they fought
Yet died with a purpose
Evil is not
Solid, and visible
Evil is lightless
And mental
Free will, is the evil
In some men
Others use it for the good
Yet men are cursed
With greed, and lust for power
Only when we are face to face
Notice we will
In our darkest hour
Evil is not
Seen by the eye
Evil is seen
By the soul
Dark, and light
Represent evil and good
The dark can be pierced by light
The light not pierced by dark
To evil men must
Finally say hark


Details | I do not know? | |

Knowing ---God Always Takes Care of Us---His Children

As Sunday is here...
Always know..
God is Near..
Protecting us..
For many evil things

For protection was given..
Tis as my bodyguard stated
he realized 
he didn't have to do a thing
for as no one came...
Twas no problems..
for tis evil people never came...

So tis be 
As I mentioned before
unto my bodyguard
he not need to be here with me
For tis God Always protects
All His Children
As God has protected me

For God was already doing so..
as I told the bodyguard
I have No worry's for 
God is always with me....
as God is with all His Children...

So my bodyguard left..
Tho he said.. he still feels
he should stay on..
For tis be... Never know
when evil shall come lurking..

I told him to go..
I am not afraid...
For God is my Bodyguard..
Always is and has been
He takes care of me everyday...

For battle is not ours..
But His... saith Our Lord..

Smile.. many stated that 
my bodyguard tis be like
The Bodyguard in the movie
But tis not be so...
For in the movie.. 
"The Bodyguard"
Beheld.. such Love of True
between their two hearts

But for my bodyguard and I
Tis be only beheld love of Christ
as a Brother would his sister..
nothing more...
Smile...

My son did live with me
For a time.. 
But tis be
as all Children..
Must make their way
As God shall protect 
his days..

God always takes care me
No matter what I do...
God is always by my side
To help me..
and see me through

For tis yes..
in time pass
I did have some problems
about just the same..
Lucinda and Mathew
were their names..
but this time 
was these people
that belong to a cult..
But I know God put them to a Halt
Stopped them from coming near me
For tis I know.. I believe
God will always take care of me...

Just Beware..
Never be scared
For that opens up
the doorway 
for the devil to come in

Know.. The Knowing of..
"God Does Always Take Care of Us---His Children"
                          "Children of Christ'...
Come to Jesus...
Become eternally born-again
Be His.. become a Child of Our Living God
Jesus.. Our Divine Christ
For He does Give His Undying Love
and Protection... Forever and Always...

For you my Darling..
Yes.. my Love 
I am here... 
as God Wills.. 
as God Plans
He has you and me..
In the palm of His hands
Smile...
as He beholds all believers

Faith can Move Mountians in our lives
as tis be... removes evil away
Protection is given for all our days..


Details | Lyric | |

Hell Spikes

Dont leave me here in this hell, I have been there for you, please dont fforget 
my sacrifice, my blood spilt the black wine flows. Please stay here by my 
side never to die.

Death is all I see the beauty in black; fires rage the hell spikes puncture my 
flesh I did this for you. Hold my hand and I will never bow. Hold me close and 
I'll survive hells fires.

Pain is all around yet you are not there. Abandoned thrown out into a 
unforgiving society as it burns hold my hand and I will give you this world. 
Throw me away and I will watch this world burn.

Death is all I see the beauty in black; fires rage the hell spikes puncture my 
flesh I did this for you. Hold my hand and I will never bow I'll durvive hells 
fires

Your beauty of the stars, your radience of the sun your black hair flows like 
the night killing the light. Your porcelin skin as white as snow your eyes 
speak in a different light. When you hold me its as if time stops I never want 
to go I never to leave this feeling must be eternal until the end of time.


Details | Narrative | |

I want a rusty axs

There was a time

She told me...

When I thought you were going to do that

She was talking about the school shootings..
It has been four years since I graduated...

...She was looking at a monster...

With a tone of voice; as if she was telling me that she decide to paint they bathroom orang...

...Blank face...

She hated it
..That blank face..

You were just so angry and sad

She reaches to cup my face in her hand...

I back up...

Yah. We'll I have to go I have work

I left her there..
But her words fallowed me....

...They ran around my head and eat holes in my brain...

She raised a monster...
...It was her dirty secret...

You were just so angry

I was angry...

No.
..I am angry...
.. I WANT A RUSTY AXE
I WANNA KNOW VOODOO
A FAT BITCH NAMED BRIDGETT
And a little sip of Faygo, too.....

..but this anger still cooks..
. just bubbling in me like lava.

You could do that

...she was right...
I probably could of...

..That is why she wanted suicide....

...Even if it was by cop...
..but they didn't know what it was like..

She talked...
....but it never added up to a conversation..

I tried

She would tell the world...

I loved her so much I didn't know

...But she did
.....She just chose not to care.

There would be a funeral...
...Some tears and boo hoo...

She would put on the best of show...
.......And then thank God for riding me form her life.
............
....She did love...

See saw the beast that hid behind my eyes......

And it was her love....
..as simple as it was

...that kept me sane...

...but still...
...I WANT A RUSTY AXE
I WANNA KNOW VOODOO
A FAT BITCH NAMED BRIDGETT
I said Faygo. FUCK Mountain Dew.


Details | Free verse | |

Battlefield

His eyes smolder like the coals of a dying fire,
the bite of chicken wire deep into the skin upon my throat.
Hands dig into latex,
nails attempting to shred the material.
Laughter, oh so much laughter as all the pain clouds any fear.
Fires flame high like a lost soul reaching towards the sky.
But we are not alone.
Villagers circle us almost embracing, yet in the end I know
they would not allow my escape, not from him.

His eyes smolder like the coals of a dying fire,
his firm beautiful lips twist towards a taunting self assured smirk.
He is speaking yet I can no longer understand the words,
vision begins to tunnel as my hands find their way into his hair.
Laughter, oh so much laughter as the smoke becomes our veil.
Kicking back my head, skull meets nose.
Muffled curse and a kick to the ribs.

His eyes smolder like the coals of a dying fire,
as he stares up at myself,
Dimly I realize, they would not allow my escape, not from him.
Hands reach for steel, dagger towards the smooth column of his neck.
Press, press my love, staring at the blood that drips.
Never safe, never still, always at this knife point.
I am suddenly captivated by the blood that drips and the arch of his brow,
the way his lips quirk before he realizes he needs to hide his smirk.

His eyes smolder like the coals of a dying fire,
as in one moment he regains control.
Slamming a fist into my hair,
lips are drug flesh to flesh,
and as that dagger cuts blood,
and he holds me so very near,
The laughter, oh all of that laughter,
is somewhere very far from here.
This smoke has become our veil where two enemies had met,
yet from the ashes and blood that wept,
finally giving in to the "rightness",
they walked through the fire,
Chicken wire and steel, hand in hand, step by step.

We could never allow escape, not from each other.


Details | Rhyme | |

Inner wound

An empty place a could not fill                                                                                         A large hole lie within my chest                                                                                Worldly pleasures poured in still                                                                                      fleeting satisfaction at best                                                                                              Like a hole in my bucket                                                                                                A flood then it is gone again                                                                                             Growing bigger like a tucket                                                                                      Louder still was the gapping pain                                                                                    The inner wound widens with use                                                                                 Still an empty place a could not fill                                                                                 The horseleech’s daughters do abuse                                                                                A wound that would not heal                                                                                      Thinking nothing will satisfy the crave                                                                             An open grave walking the earth                                                                                      But there is always hope and grace                                                                                With a broken heart healed new birth                                                                              I can tell you of the deceitfulness of sin                                                                        Large hole well it is a God shaped girth                                                                       That only Jesus can fill I hope you let Him in


Details | Pantoum | |

Voices of Evil

Oh how I long to be free
Absent of the demons within
Voices of evil compelling me
Doing things that I know better than
Absent of the demons within
My heart can love again
Doing things that I know better than
Will never haunt me again
My heart can love again
Voices of evil compelling me
Will never haunt me again
Oh how I long to be free



Entry in the Pantuom contest


Details | Rhyme | |

The Fool Has Said There Is NO God

The Fool Has Said; “There Is No God…”

The fool has said; “God does not exist.”
Yet God’s creation is
 all around his midst…

These people are corrupt, 
and do evil works…
Forsaking a God who can heal 
their sin and hurts…

The Lord God looks down
 on the children of men…
And sees all of the wickedness
 and evil within.

Do any seek God? 
Do any truly understand?
The goodness and love God
has  extended toward man?

There is not one.  
None that do any good…
As God’s word is forsaken 
and misunderstood.

Do any take time to call 
on God’s name?
He rules on high and his 
righteousness reigns!

Behold the salvation of Israel 
comes from Zion!
His name is Jesus
 and his glory is shinin’!

The prince of peace.  
Mighty God is he!
He’s here today 
and can set YOU free!

Why not serve this God 
who reigns supreme?
He IS God.  
And can do anything !!!

By Jim Pemberton   
Read Psalm Ch. 14


Details | Narrative | |

LYLE ON LAKE OBENJINN-EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE
The happy man met Kunnegert the giant queen dragon and whispered to her on the subject of universal love (we do not know the exact words he had to use to pacify the beast) and gave the golden sword to her but its brilliance liquefied her eyes. She just vaporized and mixed with the mist, bird-songs and aroma of flowers. She became a fairylike creature named Lylla and befriended Kiki. Kiki’s days rolled with stories of Lylla’s adventures (as Kunnegert, of course). The poets saw Pymy Gruzz playing with the golden sword the happy man gifted him. It was her toy and his age plummeted to 20. Lyle on Lake Obenjinn was happy since then till............................................

History showed 2000 years hence a juvenile race destroyed Lyle with a single hit of H-XX missile.*


*This is the Third and concluding Part of LYLE ON LAKE OBENJINN

(c) RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
14 September,2014


Details | Free verse | |

Nation Evil

Youth stray, lost and in prostitution. 
  Girls were foolish, and Finery Sepehrt. 
  Men are busy, to raise their children in Tarcn and collect the money race. 
  The poor suffer, under the free and the loan asleep. 
Officials asleep, and in Parliament laugh. 
Scientists are ignorant, for the development of the nation Sakton. 
  Professor works, knowing the source of raindrops. 
  A disgruntled student, a fugitive of Education. 
Tramp crying, tears of silence grumbling. 
  Poor calls, and rich does not care. 
  Clueless asks, looking for a planet science.



Author: Omar Hachmi



My blog:http://creationsomarhachmi.blogspot.com/


Details | Rhyme | |

A Revival Of A Different Kind

A Revival Of A Different Kind!

There is coming a revival of a different kind!
It’s a revival of evil and perverted minds!

As this evil tide of wickedness begins to unravel…
A path from God this country begins to travel!

Many churches abandon God’s truth and holiness…
Rather they pursue man’s sin and wickedness!

As many seek fantasies and ungodly perversions…
They’ve been “baptized” into sinful immersions!

The very way that God designed marriage to be…
Is beginning to shape this country’s destiny!

Corruption is becoming rampant in the land!
The ten commandments, 
few really understand!

It’s time to come to Jesus and repent of our sins!
A time for truly living for Jesus needs to begin!

God calls us to come out and be holy and sanctified!
It was for all of us that his son was crucified!

Let’s pray for a revival and renewing of our lives!
And stop listening to Satan’s deception and lies!

It’s time to stand up for God what his word’s about!
And pray for a cleansing to take
 place throughout!

It’s time to have revival of
 Holy Ghost’ conviction!
And bring God back to 
this hurting nation!

03/02/13


Details | I do not know? | |

No Rest For The Wicked

I am the evil poet
Evil spells conjured 
Nine love potions
Potent incantations 
Written on scrolls
Bleeding ceaselessly
To bleed is to live
To write is to breathe
With every breath taken
More evil awakened 
Devils on the shoulders 
Cant be shaken
No mistaking for Christmas 
Ghosts the leeching hosts
Life force sucked
Not able to duck 
Can’t escape the chase
The noxious race
Ballet of death
“No rest for the wicked”
A snake laying in a
Thicket of lies


Details | Free verse | |

As The Wind Blows

As the wind blows and doors open and close love pours from my heart into an unknown 

location a constant fight against hatred as it tries to enter the emptiness in my heart its 

slowly seeping in to the invisible cracks in my heart which are suppose to be sealed a battle 

between good and evil is what I prefer to call it as my emotions jump up and down in a 

undesirable manner leaving my body in shock confused and puzzled at what’s really going 

on causing it to fight away good and evil leaving me virtually heart less being love and hate 

retardant but occasionally things seem to make it thru but it always seem to be hatred end 

of the totem pole which causes me to fight harder to block all things out for the unwanted 

feel of evil and the want for love which there seems to be none around leaving me heartless 

emotionless and with a frown wondering will love ever come around


Details | Ballad | |

I Long For Yesterday

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
I can't find light to brighten up my days,
I guess I'll just fall astray.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
I can't seem to set all the problems free,
I guess my only option is turn back and flee.
Although I sit here and have this guilt,
I'm burning down the good I ever built.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run. 
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here stay.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run.  
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.


Details | Free verse | |

Rainbow of Love

The THUNDER and STORMS
have washed my EVIL LOVE away...
You were a man, EVIL and BAD
and our relationship was doomed for DESTRUCTION
GOD, decided to destroy it!!!!!!!
Only because, you would not change your ways
You were bad and not worthy of my love
And now, with my LOVE destroyed
I sit, in my ARK of pain
And I cry for 40 DAYS and 40 NIGHTS
My heart bleeding and in pain
Looking around for the DOVE of hope
And the PROMISE of future love
Looking for a RAINBOW in life!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Final Prayer

Lord, let  my heart  be  directed  in  the  ways   that  You have  laid  before me.    May  my  
strength  grow  as I take each step toward doing Your will.   Chase  away  fear and doubt  
that  may  try  to plaque me, and keep mine  eyes fixed on You.

As I accomplish each task set before me, may Your blessings pour out, not only to me and 
my household but to those whom I have touched in Your name.

Let each life bathe in Your beauty, grace and grow in wisdom, strength and uprightness.

Let all  those  whom  have been touched by You, stand tall and fixed on doing Your will.  
Cause them to hate evil and love to do Your just will  in righteousness, being careful not to 
destroy those that are held captive against their will.  For it is not flesh and blood that we 
battle, but evil principalities, powers of the darkness.

Show  us  how  to  free  the  captives  and  destroy  the  powers of the evil one, that he 
may not retaliate against them or us.  Station your mighty warring angels round about us in 
battle.

Make our hearts strong in Your Word, give our spirits the discerning knowledge so as not to 
be fooled by an imposter

Enlighten us  to  the extent  that it is only You whom we seek and You that we see.   In  
the  faces  of  those  hurting  around  us, give us compassion  to  mend  their  weary  body  
and  soul.    Send  Your Holy Spirit to feed their spirits and bring life back to their bodies.

Let us not grow  weary  by  the news headlines that we see and hear, but let us stand up 
and rejoice for Your time is near.

Gather us  together in spirit, that no matter where we are on this earth, we feel the strength 
flowing from other Christians to minister to us and stand beside us in our final battle against 
evil.  Make our spirits as one.

Praise God, when that final trumpet blows and Jesus comes in all his glory and power!   Let 
His Majesty reign over all the earth!  In humbleness  we bow, in victory we cry out, for our 
Savior has returned, in  all  His  Greatness  to  rule  for ever  and  ever.  

Peace and love flow through our land once again.  Amen.


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My dark friend

An evil falls within your bodyThat no one can see
A darkness that's meant for you and me 
Never in this world have I found a soulAs evil as dark as broken as mine
Hood up eyes darken your heart beats slower as you walk my way
A friend of mine you have changed
Every muscle in my body tells me to run Away 
My heart feels the painAs my soul watches its twin walking in 
Sliding down the wallUnable to do anything else
Breathing quicken as I feel you next to me
Eyes open to see evil itself in front of meA growl flows from the familiar places
Your breathe burns my neck in the best ways
Scared of what I see but I can't push you away 
I lean farther to the cornerAnd in the moment of my weakness 
You went in for the killYour body pushed against mine
Your teeth on my neckGrowling As I knew in any second my life could be through
Your teeth scrapping my neckAs you breath filled my ears and blow my hair
No where to run,not wanting to scream
Curling into my selfYou pull my arms away 
Pinned now Held by your power
The darkness covers me and I give up the fight
My Evil rises My demons once again walk
My resting place I have found, an understanding of the claimed now
Unleashed and untamed I look into your eyes
Only to find the light is gone,The humanity has fallen
Now I see everythingNo shield No glamor 
Blackness pours out of your eyes as if they were waterfalls
My mind tells me to be scared The light in my soul says to pray
Voices said that you were hear to make me learn 
To teach me the ways 
We are the two that our cursed
Smiles cross our faces I now no where I completely belong
Your hand reaches outI can't resistsThe peace the comfort 
I'm Home as I accept his hand and my life begins to fall away 
Now I understand that I am yours
I know who you are As the world passes us by
You pull me off the wall and lead me towards his victims 
Or are they our friendsLooking around they see nothing different 
My hand in his as we stand by there sides
A moment in time we shared A moment only we could see 
As if someone stopped the turn of this world 
I Urn for the feeling of our darkness
It whips away all the pain, It connects us in a ungodly way
Feening for this drug again, Sober scares us into the light
Stoned enables us to find the meaning of our life
You are my connection to what is ours
You are my darkness that pulls me back from the light
You are what reminded me of why I am here
We were meant to meet meant to invoke the powers we were giving
And save our selves from each other


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There's Power in His Name---Jesus Christ

Alone in the darkness, Nothing around
but hearing, the creeping of evil sounds
Coming closer and closer
Over whelmed me with Fear

I started to pray...Lord, Get me out of here
Please Lord, what can I do???
My Lord replied, Use what I have given you...
I said Lord, What's that? 
as hearing evil sounds...coming closer..

Then came a reply, My Child, My Name
I said Lord, I don't understand
as I wept... in fear,being so scared
Then a Strong Voice said In A Command
Say It...Now...
For there is Power In The Name... 
                                                Jesus Christ

I then said I can't... oh I can't
while... sounds getting closer and closer...
Then a reply... 
Say... 
In The Name of Jesus Christ get me out of here

I was so beside myself in such.. Fear
I Screamed it... Out Loud...
for Everyone to hear
In The Name of Jesus Christ 
Get Me out of Here
 
Then all of a sudden...  there was a change
Everything... was all rearranged
I found myself...
Laying on a beach
With the Sun... Rising
With so Much Peace

I then said... 
Thank You... Father 
For Freeing me...
 
For I know Now...
By Giving of your Son, Whom died for us... 
Giving us the ability to use Divine Name... 
Of Our Lord JESUS CHRIST

It is so, Powerful
For this is True...  Use it 
A way to be Free...
From any evil lurking...

 
God gave us His Divine Son and His Name Jesus Christ
For all of Us to use...
Praise the Lord... For All these Wonderful Gifts... Given 
Thank You, Father


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Opposites

               Opposites

Give or Take?

Love should have no opposites but it does
Love should be the opposite of love but it is not

Hate is not the opposite either
Most people think it is
It seems to make sense since hate is evil

Selfishness is the one true opposite of love
Since selfishness is only taking for one’s self
Causing pain, loneliness, leaving suffering behind
Selfishness is a lonely business, paid for with your soul

Love is simply giving
Giving all the time, no cause, effect or strings attached
When you have love there are no mistakes

Love cost nothing
It is free and last forever through eternity

GIVE or TAKE is your decision 


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NOT FOLLOWING IN CAIN'S FOOTSTEPS

It's fearful to think
that your last moment has come,
and like a pen out of ink...
it stops when a word needs to rhyme.


Keep off the edge at any cost, death waits avidly
for another victim to be added to its toll...
go the opposite direction where you find a wall
to avert another possible tragedy.


Desperation plays a major part in awful thoughts,
hope is found in faith: read all Proverbs and be saved by their soothing words;
ignoring wisdom is to live foolishly and recklessly as thugs...
why live a wretched life and hate others? Why keep on sharpening your swords? 


I have never gripped on rocks to reach that edge of despair,
even though death seemed real and allowed no escape,
but with will and determination I was able to annihilate 
those evil forces coming out of demons who had no love to share.  


Why be unappreciative, troublesome, worrisome and uneasy...
when life can lead one to victory as it has led many in History?
Commit an evil act, and you'll suffer more than Cain...
embrace love and your fear will never drive you insane.


Entered in Linda-Marie's contest,
" Life and Death...And Beyond..."
Written by Andrew Crisci


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Wa Da-Da

Wa Da Da 

Wa Da Da my love 
Wa Da Da means love
My love is Wa Da Da…
Wa Da Da..is the message from this King
For all those that seek happiness through the poverty of the kind hearted…
I wish them Wa Da Da.
For them that run over the helpful hand that stood open and un-offended…
Just to give what was given to them as this universal law of love is passed from ancient times.
For a clean mind and pure heart… they shall know GOD…
I say….
Wa Da Da
Love penetrate them and consecrate them…Because evil operates them…and evil deceives and frustrates 
them
My love is what I give them.. Wa Da Da.. 
Reach out to the hater that can only grit there teeth…
Like the bible say…Gnashing of teeth…evil looks.. and hard-hearted and cooked…
Why??...did you not see my smiling face welcoming you in to the house of my heart..???
What I have to give is the richness of my friendship…and my fellowship
The Wealth of my company, laughter and wisdom…
So take my hand as I offer to you my message of love…the history of a true conqueror is in the commitment 
of my love…
Do you not know its history…
Love has overtaken the counsel of hatred and vexation of the spirit…since times of old…
Although they counsel to plot the demise of Heart through this valley of envy, jealousy and greed…
I say … Wa Da Da…
Penetrates the stone heart and frozen mind..
A mind stayed on revenge and selfish treasures…
My love says Wa Da Da.. I say Wa Da Da..to the people of love..
Say Wa Da Da…when you feel like using the enemies words of hurt and pain…
When they seek your blood..and your destruction..I challenge you to retreat to the love deep down in your 
heart and say..
 Wa Da Da.. is my love to you..
Because it’s easy to get turned down the wrong road and find yourself in a land of strangers…
Where there is no love and love don’t love nobody…
And they sing the songs  “what’s love got to do got to do with it”…
But my love sings “love is all I need…”
And Wa Da Da..
can be found in you reading a good book, being with family and friends…
Holding your children  and looking at them like you did the first day they were born..
Or just looking in the mirror and saying…”I love you”…
Wa Da Da.. don’t it feel so good..
We wash the hate away.. we strike a blow in the heart of vengeance…
We rise up against the walls of murder and anger..
So to all the people of the heart in a place that calls each man brother and called each woman sister..
Wa Da Da.. my love..
 Peace


Details | I do not know? | |

MY FALLEN ANGEL

HE'S SO DARK, iN HiS HEART,HiS THOUGHTS 
NO ONE REALLY kNOWS THEE REAL HiM
NO ONE...EXCEPT ME
HiS THOUGHTS ARE THAT OF PURE EViL AT TiMES
WHY HE CAME TO BE THiS WAY i MAY NEVER TRUELY KNOW
BUT i kNOW AND UNDERSTAND HiS THOUGHTS AS iF THEY WERE MY OWN
TWO DiFFERENT LiVES,TWO DiFFERENT PEOPLE  iN MANY WAYS 
YET WE SHARE THE SAME PAiN, THE SAME HURT
ONE HEART,ONE SOUL
WHEN HE SMiLES i KNOW THEE REASON FOR EVERY SMiRK,EVERY SOUND OF LAUGHTER 
THAT HE RELEASES i kNOW THE TRUTH DEEP WiTHiN HiM THAT NO ONE KNOWS,NOT EVEN 
HiMSELF
AT TiMES HE WONT KNOW HiMSELF BECAUSE HE'S SPENT HiS WHOLE LiFE BEiNG SOME ONE 
ELSE HE TENDS TO LOSE TO THE TRANSiTiON OF WHO HE THiNKS THEY WANT HiM TO BE
THEY THE WORLD THAT HE SO DESPERATELY WANTS TO LOVE HiM 
ALL HiS EFFORTS ARE iN VAiN FOR THEY WiLL NEVER TRUELY LOVE HiM,THE REAL HiM
THEY FAiL TO SEE HiS BEAUTY AND WHAT HE TRUELY HAS TO OFFER
ALL THEY SEE WHEN THEY LOOK AT HiM iS THE MONSTER HE'S CAPABLE OF BEiNG
BUT HE iS THE MASTER OF DECEPTiON, HE WiLL LURE THEM iN WiTH HiS LiES
THAN WHEN HE GROWS TiRED OF THEM HE WiLL MAKE THEM DEVOUR THEiR VERY OWN 
POiSiON,SHAME ON THEM 4 BETRAYiNG HiM
GiViNG HiM THEiR FALSE LOVE, ONLY LOViNG HiM AS LONG AS HE KEEPS HiS TRUE SELF 
HiDDEN
NO ONE BUT i WiLL LOVE HiM FOR WHAT HE TRUELY iS 
iVE SEEN THEE EViL THAT LURKS BENEATH THE SURFACE ,THE iNNER DEMON AWAiTiNG MY 
DEMiSE
YET iVE ALSO SEEN THEE LiGHT HE HOSTS FURTHER iN HiS BEiNG FAR AWAY FROM THOSE 
WHO PRETEND TO LOVE HiM 
i HOLD HiS TRUE LOVES CURSE AS HE HOLDS MiNE
THOUGH i SHOULD TURN AWAY FROM HiS FACE i CANNOT
CAN NEVER AND HE KNOWS iT
i KiSS HiM PASSiONATELY EVEN THOUGH HE BURNS ME
MY HEART FOREVER BEATS BESiDE HiS iN LiFE AND iN DEATH HE WiLL ALWAYS 
REMAiN ........MY FALLEN ANGEL


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What a Wonderful Day

I had such a beautiful day
The greatest blessing that I could have hoped for, came true
You guys remember awhile back
I was talking about people I had lost
But never should have
How ashamed I was over it all
Today for the first time in 16 years
I received a telephone call from my oldest friend and his family
I had sent them a Copy of my new Book
But finical backing has me looking for a top Publishing company
Anyway, that will be what it will be, when the Lord lets me know
And he always provides
The poem in question ended with,
“No matter how many years of foundation love may have”
“Addiction will destroy it, it’s the nature of the business”
All the comments I got motivating me to contact them
I just want to say, “Thank you, for I have them back in my life”
That’s what I truly adore about our site
Our friend’s depict who we truly are
And today a huge piece that had been broken off my heart
Was returned and it feels so wonderful
I am on such a natural high
(Sorry I put my daughter to bed and said her prayers)
Now where was I, Oh yes?
I had totally forgotten about our situation on the site
I read the poems directed at me on the site
The soup mail stating, “Your f ing Evil”
And I had to laugh because guess what
I’ve said that all along, I once was not just “Evil”
“I was evil in its purest and most disgusting form”
I was considered evil by the most evil
That’s why I spent many years in Prison
Many different times
Those who I truly loved and cared about where all gone
Guess why, “Because I was evil”
I carried duct tape, empty trunk and a sealed in basement
Especially after losing all those I speak of here
“Dude, I don’t want to be evil with you”
I just want you to treat my friends with respect
If you have to be mean and cruel
By all means take it out on me I do deserve it
Because you’re right, there is evil in me 
That’s why I write to control that evil
And plant the beautiful seed of love
It just goes to show, a day can start off so horrible
And end up so beautiful
When you are living your life with honor and true respect for Jesus
I may do wrong, but at least its for the right reasons
This was my brightest day of Recovery
People, places and things
That goes both ways I reckon
That is what Recovery taught me today
May the Forest have a beautiful rainbow over it?
May Angels speak deep within the spirit of its soul?
My God what a wonderful day
I was allowed back into the hearts of those that I loved
And there is nothing on this earth that can touch that







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Spoken

Spoken!


Are we meant to walk a tight straight line,
Wouldn’t that be saying to walk like the blind.
How will the hollow be treated in the end,
The two edge sword is being used for family and friend.
A crooked smile is hard to bend right,
The strong is most needy when using their might.
Unconscious wisdom spoken to bring down to the top,
A cliff is extended in sight of the short stop.
Wrongful delight can’t teach a child confusion,
But a picture made by evil hands gives a right way illusion.
Falling short to the tall brings along a silent bed,
Hot air in a head makes no stop air blown on hot makes stop while ahead.
Carving your pumpkin with heart out of chest,
To take a heart out of evil empty chest is best.
Cut off your left if it hinders your right,
Close your eyes to see dark to realize whose light!

Ashley Hogan AH


Details | I do not know? | |

Unholy Secrets You Keep

You haven’t changed, you have just rearranged,
The victims you take, the hearts you break.
Walking on souls, taking all you can eat,
Who will be next, it sure won’t be me.

So go back to your demented life, with all the unholy secrets you keep,
You were just an illusion, in all my confusion, you were never meant for me.
The facade of an angel, yet an angel you’ll never be,
A bad memory, with an aftertaste, like a bad piece of meat.

A selfish, lying, self-centered, cheat,
What was I thinking, the joke is on me.
You devour every good thing, yes, all that life can bring,
Feeding ever ravenously, of lies, deception, and deceit.

One day you will pay, for all you’ve acquired,
Yet this will not include my heart, my soul or desires,
No, what you’ll pay in all your gains, is that which you have seized,
Yes all that you have taken, from the mouths of my babes cheeks.
.
Now this evil is gone, from my presence and my home,
Now you must feed off of some other, goodbye dirty one.
Because you are a fake, a fraud, an unloving hog,
You just screwed up another life, without even a thought.

And without care, you devour and consume,
Taking from all, who fall victim to your ruin.
So go back from where you came, you devil in a dress,
Think you know just how to live, yet your life is just a mess.

The disaster you spread, the ruin of many lives,
The people you hurt, it’s your evil that drives.
You and your mother are one and the same,
Take a look in the mirror, you’ll see her shame.

The hate that you breed, creates weakness and need, 
Please stay away, from my children and me.
Thought you were someone, a solid person from good seed,
At one time I loved you, what a fool I must be,
I’ve saturated my life, with the unholy secrets you keep.

Goodbye you dark, absorbing, cheat,
Goodbye despairing darkness you bear.
Goodbye you thinker, of having done no wrong.
Wish you were someone else, someone who was strong.

I wish I had that girl, the one in whom I believed,
For the one I fell in love with, was  playing a part in a scene.
You were but a facade, an illusion of what I’d dreamed,
Another bad judgment call, because of the unholy secrets you keep.


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Lord Please Give Me The Strength

God...give me the strength to stand 
up against this evil tide.
May I be a Christ-like example
 for God's "winning side."

Standing up for what is right
 is often hard to do.
I must do it God...if I'm going 
to be a follower of YOU!

You're an awesome God who
knows each person's heart.
But, so much of our moral fabric
 has been "ripped apart."

God looks down from heaven and sees
 our wickedness and shame.
As so many have ignored his word
 and cursed his HOLY name.

Jesus--what must I do to reach
 this lost and dying nation?
As a wave of evil spreads and 
destroys  your creation?

I must tell others of your grace 
and redemptive power.
I must act quickly.  
with each passing hour!

His judgement is coming.  
Make no mistake.
It's time to receive his salvation..
.the hour's growing late!

As our nation needs a mighty
 Holy Ghost delivering.
Help me to help others to be 
ready for Christ' appearing!

One day soon, Jesus Christ
 is coming again!
Even so Lord Jesus...
come quickly... Yes and Amen! 

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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Forgiving you

At first I called you Mama, then Mummy and then Mum
I lay awake at night 
Wondering how long you will be gone

I stayed inside myself, a lot of the time
I longed for your love
I just wanted to call you mine	

There was another love you had, that meant more then me
I couldn't understand at all
How could you let this be

As I got older, you stayed away more and more
I shy away from people
Mummy it's you I adore

When you did stop by to see me, you were always in a hurry
For whatever I did wrong to you
Mummy I'm so sorry

I grow quieter and quieter, with each and every day
For all I feel is shame inside
Who would like me anyway

Then one day you came to me, you looked so very sad
You said you had to go away
What is it, did I make you mad

You said away for business, is where you had to go
My little heart broke again
A pain so well I know

Then Nana told me, you were close by
And that you wanted to see me
Why did you have to lie

We got into the car and drove, your lying had me low
You grabbed me and squeezed so tight
And said you love me so

At first I held back, as I wasn't sure
Another abandonment from you
My heart could take no more

When I looked into your eyes and you said my name
I could tell by your sadness
Your heart was also full of shame

You held my hand gently, and spoke to me with grace
About how deeply sorry you are
And then you held my face

You told me your distraction, had been alcohol and more
That is was all an evil love
It was me you adored

I sat there and listened, trying to understand
How could an evil liquid 
Be the one that had your hand

I want to love you Mummy, trust from the bottom of my heart
But it will take a lot of work
We'll have to go back to the start

I'm going to pray every night, when I am in bed
That you won't leave me again
And meant what you said

That we spend time together, that's whole and genuine
For Mummy the only truth in life
I am your only son

I am but a little boy, who needs his Mummy near
So I can believe in you again
And chase away my fear

Let me know you see me, for what I really am
I am your blood a part of you
Show you give a damn

So I can rest my little head, and contently sleep
My broken heart mending
I finally won't have to weep

I look to our future, you and I so strong
And slowly it will fade away
All the things that you did wrong


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The black lake

There exists a lake, both deep and black as the darkest night, 
Its surface reflects not a beam but captures all life’s light,
As still as death and not a ripple mars its glassy top,
Nothing moves upon its shores to disturb a single drop,

In the lake there lays a keep, rising up straight and tall
It reaches up like an arm of black, making you feel so small
Its sides are smooth like the finest glass no purchase can be found
All that tries to climb its walls falls quickly to the ground
It stares forth with tall windows like thin cuts through galactic space
Its mouth a soaring gothic arch with stony stairs completes its evil face

Within the walls of the bastion of darkness and cold 
Lives something truly evil and ugly to behold
It is twisted and warped into impossibly ugly shapes 
Enjoying the misery caused by others mistakes

Regally enthroned in the highest tower of the keep
It feeds on the sounds people make when they weep
It finds sustenance in the pain and suffering of all
Thus it loves nothing better than when innocents fall
Hidden and protected by its black towering walls
It sharpens it hatred into surgeon like tools

To call such thing as this, alive, would be a terrible joke indeed
It survives, it sustains and it breaths, but alive it can never be
It died some time long ago, when it gave into the dark
Its very existence now revolves around the souls that it can mark
 
This thing was not always so dark and shrouded in black
It was once a being bright with light on a righteous track
But unceasing torture and endless hurt drove this thing insane
It change from bright to darkest night as it learn to like the pain
Now it blocks out its past and its once bright and joyful start
And all the remains its hurt and pain in my broken and twisted heart.


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From The Ashes of My Own Twisted Soul

From the ashes of Death’s Darkness covering me
Have I finally woke up and slowly peeled back the black veil
To receive the light in so many different ways;

From the ashes have I been saved and pulled out of my grave
From which I was in without ever realizing I was;
Stepping into the light feeling so at peace and looking around;

From the ashes has the Mother deemed me fit again
Has she seen in me the potential to be saved and help others now
Or has she just seen that I want to change now

From the ashes of Death’s chains holding me back am I freed
From the negative ways and actions of my capturer’s evil and deceitful ways
And into the hallowed light that everyone sooner or later finds

From the ashes of the fire in hell have I been freed 
To wonder towards the light that truthfully scares some people
Or to wonder what it feels like to live in the light

From the ashes of pain and suffering inside my soul is there any 
Left for to take from me and replace it with 
The loving kindness and the love to love one another once and again

From the ashes of my soul broken by Death’s gates
Have I been pulled back from the horrible thing that would have had 
Trapped me in my own version of condemned hell

From the ashes of my cold black lifeless heart is it really starting to
Wake up and beat with love happiness and joy
Of knowing that have have more that my soulmate in my corner to help me

From the ashes of my twisted brainwashed fantasy in my
Head is there a way to figure out what is reality and what 
Was put there by people I thought I knew and once loved

From the ashes of my broken torn and scattered mind is there any
Way to save me from the pits of hell I have created 
And thought I had nothing to answer to but it was only created by sin

From the ashes of my very own tortured soul is
There any was out of this grave and into the light my soul wants 
So badly just to escape the deceit and evil wayed world


From the ashes of the Devil’s own twisted humor that likes  to make 
People turn away from their holy god for the 
Fleshy sins and desires that even me had to overcome through time


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forget you not (back side)

can i slip you a note and slip out of these clothes better yet i`ll just change 
clothes. change clothes change me with a pocket of change and a pocket of 
dust, beware the dust my friend`s the sand man. hey you could you pass this on 
to myfriend, oops she touched it i think she passed right out, quick pass me a jar 
in this i`ll keep my friend if not she`ll pass outta my world and outta my hands. no 
longer in my world she`s outta my hands, so now i stand up to be seen or fall to 
stand down. i`m going down when it`s all over so i`m going to stand tall now and 
slip into a world of a god greater than i. here i am love you can take my hand or 
stay in the one you are in, but here`s a small tale believe it or not either hand you 
choose are both hand in hand there is a new contender on the field in the battle 
of good and evil take my hand and we`ll ignore them both. good and evil angelic 
spies tell on me, they`ll give me a break but i won`t clam down. i`m on the path of 
destruction and thats not a tall tale, if i asked you to choose would you hop on or 
bail. it`s real LOVE no matter the choice you choose because we all have a fear 
of dyin too soon.

"Just a thought"


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The Snare

Do you rejoice when visit's trouble upon your kin
do you with verbal twist do cast your snare
when hurtful things present to neighbor men
and with sarcasm say you do not care
 
For time and chance in trouble are cast we down
what man among you escapes a razors edge
all mankind in this condition sometimes be found
and are taken surety for a pledge
 
When curse you call for evil fall
upon another soul
and show within your heart of sin
know that evil will take it's toll
 
What you call down will in karma drown
not where you place a curse
you may find the words unwind
and happens in reverse
 
What is so bad and makes us sad
that parents do not teach
vindictive tools bad instruction fools
and cannot a heart to reach
 
Can you bet if you cast this net
your own foot not be taken
in verbal spill to cast your will
in your own device forsaken
 
And if be heard the spiteful word
what opinion do you think
of you beware will others share
and from your friendship shrink
 
If someone shares your confidence
and pains of heart has told
do you use their trust to fence
and take from them their gold
 
If want you love you must learn
to others not be cruel
for you find same return not kind
and yourself as thought a fool
 
sources Pr 1:10-18 James 3
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Dear Lord Give Me The Strength To Reach Others For You

God...give me the strength to stand 
up against this evil tide.
May I be a Christ-like example
 for God's "winning side."

Standing up for what is right
 is often hard to do.
I must do it God...if I'm going 
to be a follower of YOU!

You're an awesome God who
knows each person's heart.
But, so much of our moral fabric
 has been "ripped apart."

God looks down from heaven and sees
 our wickedness and shame.
As so many have ignored his word
 and cursed his HOLY name.

Jesus--what must I do to reach
 this lost and dying nation?
As a wave of evil spreads and 
destroys  your creation?

I must tell others of your grace 
and redemptive power.
I must act quickly.  
with each passing hour!

His judgement is coming.  
Make no mistake.
It's time to receive his salvation..
.the hour's growing late!

As our nation needs a mighty
 Holy Ghost delivering.
Help me to help others to be 
ready for Christ' appearing!

One day soon, Jesus Christ
 is coming again!
Even so Lord Jesus...
come quickly... Yes and Amen! 

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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Tranquility

I have no extra weight, relaxed is a friend of

Mine. 

Tranquility comes from a friend, who is very

Kind. 

Sometime I meet my new friend, evil as can

Be. 

I embrace my new friend, with love for all to

See. 

Relaxed again, tranquility becomes a friend of my

Mind














Tranquility

(Written by Samuel J. Casey)







I have no extra weight, relaxed is a friend of

Mine. 

Tranquility comes from a friend, who is very

Kind. 

Sometime I meet my new friend, evil as can

Be. 

I embrace my new friend, with love for all to

See. 

Relaxed again, tranquility becomes a friend of my

Mind




by Samiam1o1

Author's Comments:
"I hope you enjoy" 


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Evil vs Good

War, War, War
Use the skills of love and mercy
Use the skills of wisdom
Unstress yourself from the burdens of life.

Become grateful for life and its beauty
Come walking toward the Good side of peace.
Peace has happiness.
War it is to not always to gain evil but it does hurt.

Imperfection makes it hard to balance many things.
Try to do your best and you will get the best out of your works.
Love yourself and others
Dream sweet-dreams and enjoy life.

Repel from people with evil spirit and push them away.
Gain more power from the people who rejoice in a good heart.
Make more friends that influence you to move upward towards success.
Its up to you who will win the battle of Evil vs Good.


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The Troll

Way down deep in the depths of hell
There once lived an evil old woman troll
She was haggard, very old and twisted
Her face had warts and was also whiskered

The troll lived alone in an underground cave
She wanted someone with her to be her slave
She wasn’t particular and anyone would do
Troll looked around coz she wasn’t bothered who

One day the troll took a walk outside
An elfin came along and took her as his bride
They lived ever after in the troll’s dark cave
Troll got what she wanted her very own slave

It wasn’t very long before the troll got broody
She was getting angry and was always moody
Elfin decided that she should have a little troll
So Troll had a baby and she treats it like a doll

Baby troll grew up to look just like her mummy
Troll didn’t like having baby troll in her tummy
The baby troll grew up to be an Elfin Troll girl
She had met a partner had his heart in a whirl

So they played at happy families and lived ever after
The underground cave was filled with love and laughter
No more nasty evil trolls lived there anymore
There was love and humour and little children galore


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some times

some times heaven sends down there angels
to bring help love or gifts
some times we see them some we dont 
some say it is only in books of myths
some times heaven its self comes down
when a grate need is found
when love dies cries or tells only lies
heaven its self comes down from thee skies
in this time of some or this some times of an end
heavenly angels together will mend us 
defend us win us this dark age battle
that evil has changed and placed our souls
behind temptations of food drug and sex 
nicest ugliest thing alive yet the truth is 
there not alive at all and they dont easiest in
our fathers eyes and evil made us all forget
that what matters most of all thee ultimate high
is knowing theres another you and that is
your soul inside now heavens dream begins with me




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Love's Evil Ways

 Love is a sword stabbing me in the back.
I lay low and wait for it's attack.
I know it will come for me it does time and time again.
It plays a game with me, on I'll never win.
It stares at me and grins inviting me to come in.
The problem  is I always do.
Love is evil but this I knew.
What a fool I am to believe this time it was true.
I never should have trusted you.
Love makes me blue time a and time again.
I think I have come to realize it is not my friend.
So never will I be tortured by love's evil ways.
And never again will I play  it's game cause I have more in life to gain.


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EARTH MOTHER BELL

Now tell me what is this thing, what does it represent?

Will we be able to comprehend it’s meaning to our heart’s content?

Why does it fill the soul with such a strange wonderment?

Making us feel and cherish our life’s every moment

 

The way it makes us feel is like we are being nourished

The earth’s love and warmth making us flourish

Thinking of mother earth’s love that we all cherish

Without the gifts of the earth humankind will perish

 

It is but truly fitting to make a bell out of the image

To wake up those whose thoughts had been sleeping in this age

We may not be as wise I and as intelligent as the bygone royal sage

But we should know that a battle against evil in this time should be waged


Now even the weather system is suddenly changing

Our dear mother earth’s health is slowly failing

We are having worldwide disasters that are alarming

Effects of what is called everywhere as global warming


Do we stay deaf to the earth’s mournful call?

Can’t we hear it calling, can’t we hear it toll?

Will we be a part of mankind’s end, the human race’s downfall

In saving our dear mother’s life shouldn’t we give our all?


There is evil destruction being done to nature and we know it well

Destroying trees, killing animals just to have something to sell

Destroying the environment wantonly, creating our own hell

It’s time to hark, and hear the call of the earth mother bell


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Sibyl Vane

The proverbial victim immortalized forever
Seeing Prince Charming when you gazed into his eyes, but, beyond your 
delusion stood Satan himself fantasizing about how he was to devour your flesh.
Sibyl's true love for Dorian did not see deceit's nasty warnings.
Narcissistic Dorian could not be abated.
The torment of others didn't reach his conscience.
He craved only masturbation material for his wicked ego.
His evil heart overpowered all. 
His sinister desires are all that ruminated through his diabolical mind

Loving Dorian only left Sibyl starving.
His heart was not capable of returning the undying devotion she felt for him.
He was no man.
Only a hollow shell, pretending to feel love while concealing his laughter for his 
unsuspecting prey.
Loving Dorian only killed you.
He compromised your integrity
Stole your innocence 
Taking from you what you could never retrieve
Just because he could 

But, don't worry your pretty little head, Sibyl.
You will never be forgotten.
Especially by Sir Dorian Gray
Though I imagine that he would give anything to have a moment of peace from 
the horrifying images of your tragic ending, for all eternity his thoughts will be 
haunted by images of your ruby red blood, desperate cries and the contortion of 
your dying body. 
Sometimes he will think it is just a nightmare, but this is something from which 
he will never wake.
He will pray for an ending to his torment, but his wish will never be granted.

Though ultimately Sibyl, you took your own life there is blood dripping from 
Dorian's claws.
Evil must be punished like everyone else and that is the embodiment of Dorian 
Gray's icy heart.
Now Dorian must cloak his own sins.
His evil soul destroyed himself and all those who had the misfortune to love him.
Though he salivated at the thought of his next conquest, time and time again, 
Dorian's self hatred and inner demons engulfed him until he plunged into his 
darkened abyss from which he will never escape.
His most unfortunate transgression of all was choosing to live a superficial 
existence, choosing eternal youth and beauty over true love.
Sybil Vane was the only woman whose love was pure enough to rescue him.
Dorian will forever be tormented knowing that he obliterated his guardian angel, 
the only one that could have saved him - from himself.


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Evil Men

witness what the evil men do
when we split what they do
is laugh and ridicule at what we call love
petrified of getting hurt they hesitate to believe in love
witness what the evil men do
looking down at all this we've been through
tell me if it's the beginning or the end
is all this drama about to end?
tell me if it's the start of a new day
i love you is all that i can say


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Lives Within

Evil must live within as those I love hurt me
Or may even be trying to destroy me
Evil must live within as those I try to love
Can't love me or crush my heart into grains of sand
Pour through their fingers my time may be near
Evil must live within, is this what I fear
Are the people I love my enemies, or are they my friends
Does the evil want to destroy me what lives in others
Or is the evil that lives within


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Terrorist's

Killing & Mameing makes you happy,In the eyes of the free world you
are seemingly Whackey!Terrorist's who love to toss the Grenade,Running
and hideing like a true Renegade. You love to instill anguishing pain
in'st your fellow man!, Cutting and slashing as a real demon
can,getting your way no matter what,Killing and hurting with guns and
even a cut.You single Americans out of all men as God is watching,
He'll make you pay for your sin! Blood and torture be's your main
theme,Killing and pain your only dream! If demonstrations you had
tried instead,The world would be happy minus bloodshed! Quit being
selfish, trying to reach your evil goal,Violence and death T'will put
you in Hell as body and soul!! Look out Terrorist's and beware!, the
U.S. of A, ye shall no longer scare as long as you try your evil way,
all free men shall make you pay!


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My Wish Today

 

If I had one wish to wish today,
I would wish simply for love and peace to lead our way.

Hatred cannot survive where love abounds,
No evil thoughts can live not so much as a sound.

Search only for good in life and not for bad,
The results you find will make you glad.

In your moments of doubt turn to the Lord,
He will show you the way and it won’t be hard.

Just a little bit of faith is all it takes,
He died for us for Heavens Sake!

The powers that be, Jesus is the one that holds that key.
He is there for you, He is there for me.

Someday my wish I know will come true,
It will be when Jesus returns for me and you.

All wicked shall perish that is the promised word,
And evil will never again reign is what I have heard.

If you haven’t been saved, don’t you think it’s time?
Following the Master is not a crime.

The choices are simple, wrong or right.
Heaven or hell, it’s like day or night.

When I leave this world and take my final breath,
I’ll be heading home to be with my Savior is why I don’t fear death.


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The Bleeding Prey

It strikes the hearts of many with
That evil, wicked creature of filth
Harsh and insensible is what describes it best
For its aim is to shred love and never rest
Approaching its victims so quickly 
Inserting its sword so deeply
into the people's heart so severely

Thrashing into one's home of protection
Betraying the walls of its foundation
It seeps into the building's structure
Pervading blackness throughout its posture
Then, it lurks into its atmosphere 
As it engulfs everyone with fear
Its evil laugh churns the house 
And fills each ounce

courage blacks out from within
Leaving its warrior vulnerable in Berlin
The evil narrows its eyes 
Hunting the prey it wishes to hear its cry

As it strikes its teeth 
The helpless prey begins to screech
Blood oozes like a forgotten fury
Pouring onto the floor that was once its glory

The prey's eyes look above
Pondering at the ceiling with pain yet love
Remembering the times it spent around
The merciful land that was once its ground
Walking on it with care and pride

While the evil begins to feed on that prey
It reaches the heart, turning it into clay
Tears begin to drop, scarring its cheek
Waving goodbye to the morning's speak
For that treacherous creature has struck
And into the prey's interiors it dug

This unmerciful monster shattered a heart's love 
and into its organs it dove
It is the villain that always forces a tear to drop
For it is indifference that fills one's crop


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Poisoned

Magical times trapped in my mind
Hazy with joys and pleasures
Now devalued and not worth a dime
Someone has stolen all my treasures

Those memories that kept me warm
And suffused me with a glow
But the evil did change and transform
And took the joy they did bestow

No more lazy days spent reminiscing
Thoughts all wrapped up in love
I keenly feel that they’re now missing
I’m like the hand without its glove

Like a mental tendril through the mind
This evil ran right on through 
It was hidden behind that face so kind
And took all that I ever knew 

My mind is a barren land of poison and waste
Happy memories poisoned dead
Happiness gone, with dust it has been replaced
Its all tainted, every last shred

The thoughts I held so dear now deadly
Like a rabid family dog
But this was achieved and done designedly
Mind felled like a log

I can never now go back inside my head 
To my times of happy joy
And day dreaming for me is now dead
For I was used like a toy

What evil would ever turn my mind,
To something I cannot touch?
This evil with which I was entwined
That had me in its clutch

It was the one and only I trusted so fully 
That dropped that deadly vial 
To her my eyes were so very woolly
She should really stand on trial